I Do Apologize For The Longer Then Expected Wait.
I Had Shit To Do And People To Kill.
Second Part Didn't Get Done Because In Prison Internet Use Is Monitored.
Anyways, Moving On.
Some Of You Guessed It Right.
That's All I Will Say.
As To Everyone Who Sent Me Messages Of Good Health,
Thank You.
Me And My Baby Are Great. She Even Got A New Mirror Out Of The Deal.
Kyle was sleeping. He had asked her to join him, that she was going to need her rest for the change but she couldn't sleep. Rome told him she was too excited about becoming a monster to sleep. He always slept before he hunted and told her she was going to have to get used to it as well. Rome kept her tears to herself; in an hour now, the sun would be down, the moon rising and she would be a monster.
Rome had never doubted Dean and Sam, and even more she was still hoping they would find her in time, but she had to think logically; not everything in the Supernatural world worked out like the obsessed fan girls wanted it too.
Usually any girl involved in the Winchesters life was killed. Why would she be any different? God, she didn't want to leave them. She knew they would blame themselves and she couldn't bare the thought of them in pain because of her. Rome took a deep breath and smiled to herself; Dean and Sam would save her, they, correction she would kill Kyle and they would leave. Plain and simple.
Rome heard a growl, her head snapping to the side; how had time slipped by her so fast? Kyle walked in, but he was not as he had been before; Rome remembered this look. It was how Madison had looked when she wolfed out. This was the end.
As Kyle made his way over to her, stalking her, everything stopped. At this moment, Rome welcomed angelic guests, even if it was Zach back with more threats; she wasn't scared of him like she was of Kyle.
Cas walked in a moment later and Rome ran at him, throwing her arms around her. "Thank fuck. You got my prayer."
"It was hard not to hear you." He looked at her oddly. "How did you do that? I have never heard prays."
"I'm that freakin awesome, can we go now?"
"I cant hold him for long. I've been cut off from heaven and-" Without warning, whatever hold Cas had on time broke and Kyle was back to stalking her.
"What the fuck?" he muttered, looking at Castiel then to Rome.
"Cas, do something."
"I'm not sure what you want me to do."
"Did you call Dean?" Cas had a familiar 'Dean eureka!' on his face we he pulled out his phone, throwing Kyle across the room without even thinking.
Cas got a hold of Dean but didn't have the chance to speak. Rome threw a chair at Kyle as he came at her grabbing Cas's phone. "Dean its Kyle and he's all ready to bite me, so can you HURRY THE FUCK UP!"
Rome threw the phone and Kyle hitting him in the forehead; it this had not been a life or death situation, she would have cheered at her awesome aim.
Kyle growled as he went to grab her, but Cas stepped in the way. "You cannot have her. She is-" The front door getting busted down as Dean and Sam yelled for Rome distracted Cas long enough to get tossed against the wall like a rag doll, getting knocking out.
Dean and Sam rushed through the apartment, stopped when they saw Kyle's arms entrapping Rome against him, his teeth inches from her neck. "One more step."
"Let her go, please."
"She is mine. I've been looking for someone like her since I was bitten." Dean took a step closer and Kyle pulled on Rome's hair roughly, causing her to groan; Dean stopped dead in his tracks.
Rome watched Dean's face as he calculated everything. His eyes met hers and she nodded. "Just do it." She said, winching when Kyle nipped at her neck, but not breaking the skin. "Do it."
"He wont. Neither of them will risk you."
"Either do it now, or you're going to have to put me down. Chose one." She said, letting a few tears roll down her cheeks.
"Dean, don't," Sam started as Dean raised his gun, pointing it at Rome.
"I'm sorry." He said as he pulled the trigger, shooting Rome.
Kyle died with a surprised look on his face. Sam and Dean rushed over to Rome, pulling her away from Kyle's body. Sam's hands instantly applied pressure to the wound as Dean looked at her; tears were rolling down her face now in streams, and she made strained noises as she tried to speak.
"Its okay, you're safe."
"Just fucking," Rome groaned in pain. "Get me out of here."
"Dean we shouldn't move her-" "Sam, shut up." Sam was near exploding, he was so angry. But the fact that Rome was laying on the floor bleeding was a more pressing matter.
Sam ignored Dean's stare as he carefully lifted Rome in his arms; she turned her face to his chest and bit his jacket to keep from screaming. "Dean, get the car."
Dean, as if on auto pilot ran out of the room, Sam following behind him. "You're going to be okay Rome. I know this hurts like a bitch," Rome groaned. "Okay, probably more, but don't worry, you're going to be okay." He continued to whispered endearments in her ear as the impala screeched to a halt in front of them, Sam climbing the in the care with great care.
As Dean drove, he kept looking over at Rome; she looked pale, paler then usual. He could feel her blood on him and could see it on Sam's shirt. They had to be quick or she was going to loose too much blood and they couldn't risk taking her to a hospital and have the cops asking questions.
He rushed to the hotel, and as if they had done this a hundred times before, got Rome into the motel room and started to patch her up. As Dean patched her up, it was Sam's job to keep her awake, even if it meant cruelly dropping ice cubes on her in random places; it worked because every time she was slipping away and Sam dropped an ice cube on her, it jolted her slightly. She would curse and shiver slightly, but she would be awake nonetheless.
Once she was patched up, Dean wrapped her in a blanket, tapping her cheek gently. "Rome, Rome, come on, open those pretty eyes."
She looked at him, snorting. "You said pretty."
Dean nodded. "I did. You caught me."
"You owe me twenty dollars."
"I do. But first, I need you to stay awake for a few more minutes."
"My shoulder really fucking hurts."
He looked at her soberly. "I know, and I am so sorry, but remember these?" he asked, shaking a bottle causing the pills to rattle. "You need to take one of these and then you can get some sleep, okay?"
Rome nodded, then looked over at Sam. "Sammy, you got some blood on your face. Go wash your face silly." she said as Dean looked at her.
"Rome, open up." Rome opened her mouth, letting Dean drop the pill in.
After Rome drank some water, her eyes began to drop. Dean let her lay back on the bad, quickly nodding off. He kissed her forehead, then swore under his breath; it wasn't suppose to happen like this.
He ignored the looks Sam was giving him. "Don't start Sam." he said as he stood from the bed and walked over to the bathroom and started washing his hands.
"You fucking shot her."
"She told me to Sam, what hell else was I suppose to do? Let him bite her? You want to got through that again? Cause I couldn't watch you go through that again Sammy, not after Madison."
Sam stared at him, his emotions flaring; Madison was always going to be a sore subject, because he couldn't save her and on top of it he was so infuriated Dean had shot Rome, that she was hurt and he didn't know what was going to happen next.
Dean dried his hands and looked over at Rome passed out on the bed; he felt the twinge of guilt, more then a twinge hit him hard; he knew she was going to forgive him. Hell she had told him too, but that didn't mean he was going to forgive himself for putting her through this, not after what she had already been through. "I knew if she died Sam, that, that things would get worse, for both of us. So I took a chance, because we both know, she couldn't live with herself if she was a monster."
Dean walked passed Sam, who watched him as he sat on the bed next to Rome, watching her sleep as he turned on the TV, keeping the volume on low.
"So what now?" Sam asked as he sat on the opposite bed, running his hand through his hair.
"I guess we're staying here longer then we planned. I don't want to travel with her like this. At least for a couple of days."
"Agreed."
Dean nodded, looking at Sam from the corner of his eyes. "Trust me Sam, you cant hate me more then I hate myself right now."
Sam had nothing to say; he was starting to think rationally again, now that he was watching Rome's chest move, proving she was okay.
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Several hours later, Rome woke up to her shoulder raging in pain. She winced as she tried to sit up, but her body was having none of it, so she remained in bed. Dean, as always was in bed next to her sleeping, but it did not look like a peaceful sleep.
She shook him gently, ignoring the pain she felt from moving as she shook him hard. Finally Dean woke up and looked around. "Thank god, you're awake."
Rome nodded. "I just need some help getting up-"
"You're not leaving this bed. What do you need?"
"Dean, you don't need to baby me-"
Dean gave her a look and she stopped. "Don't start. You've been shot. For once, let me take care of you." Rome sighed; that did sound pretty nice when she thought about it.
Rome was going to allow herself this time to be the one needing instead of giving. Dean stood from the bed and blindly grabbed two bottles of pills off the night stand, then went towards the bathroom in search of water.
When he had returned, Rome had managed to sit up slightly and in this position it would be easier to take her pills. "I thought I told you not to move."
"You know me." she said as he sat on the edge of the bed next to her, quietly turning the bedside light on; he wanted to check her bandage.
"Here, take these."
Rome looked at the pills Dean had dropped in her hand. "What are they?"
"Pain killers and antibiotics." Rome nodded as she took them, hoping the pain killers would kick in soon; she wanted to scream from the amount of pain she was in.
Dean checked her bandage gently, all the while Rome was watching his face, knowing what he was thinking. "Thank you Dean. Again."
"Please don't thank me for shooting you."
"I think being shot is better then being a werewolf."
He looked at her, shaking his head. "You're looking pretty good. You just need to rest and let it heal."
She nodded, starting to feel sleepy again. Rome yawned, slowly readjusting herself so she could lay down. "Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"Please don't leave to go drinking. Not because of me, okay?"
Dean's voice was caught in his throat; she knew him so well. "Rome."
"No arguing with the patient. Now get back in bed. I'm tired and you're always really warm." Dean couldn't help but smile, thinking it was all the pain killers talking as he got back into bed with her. As he tried to sleep, he felt Rome's hand on his, giving it a slight pat before she completely passed out.
And There You All Go.
Next Chapter Will Have Some Dean/Rome Moments.
As Well As Sammy Maybe Kind Of Possibly Getting A Date.
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