" Oh my God. Sammy." I ran to him and hugged him. His one arm gripped my back tightly as I felt the warmth of his tears on my neck. he tucked his head down for a minute. I think he was trying to hide the tears. "Jesus. Are you okay?" I asked as I slowly pulled away.
" Yeah I'll be fine... but um..." He stopped.
" but what?" I asked as the tears started to form in my eyes. I was scared. He looked away and said nothing. " Sam stop it your scaring me." I said as a tear fell and I let it hit my shirt.
" I don't think Dean..." he stopped. "It's bad Clara." he said as more tears came to his eyes and tried not to fall.
" How bad?" I asked.
" I don't know. They won't let me in." Sam said.
" Well let's go." I said gripping his hand as he led the way toward the room just at the end of the hall. My heart was pounding trying to get back together but the minute I saw the doctor out side waiting for Sam with a clip board and a straight face it began to shatter again. He looked at Sam and walked away. Sam squeezed my hand tightly as we reached the door. He was in front so I couldn't see anything until we both walked in. Sam's eyes grew and I clutched my chest then my mouth.
"I..." he started then he was quiet.
The sight before me was heart shattering and it hurt. All I could hear was the sound of the heart rate monitor at an unsteady pace. Dean was laying in the hospital bed, with a large gash on his forehead, marks on his face and some blood seeping through the thin gown he had on. Then was the tube sticking out of his mouth. He wasn't breathing on his own and there were other machines hooked up to him and more tears built in my eyes and it burned.
" Oh my God..." I said quietly and shaky.
" Your father is awake." The doctor stepped in. " You can go see him if you like." He said looking at me with a sigh.
" What about my brother?" Sam asked.
"Well he sustained serious injury. Blood loss contusions to his liver and kidney. But it's the head trauma I'm worried about."The doctor said.
" What kind of trauma?" I asked not liking the tone in the doctor's voice. Sam still had a tight grip on my hand.
"It's early signs of cerebral edema." He said.
" Jesus." I swore knowing what that could mean.
Sam looked at me with narrow eyes. " Well can we do?" He asked.
"Well we won't know his full condition until he wakes up." The doctor said. "if." The doctor corrected himself.
" You better watch your tone." I said taking a step forward getting angry that the doctor didn't know to fix Dean and he was already giving up.
" if?" Sam sounded just as pissed as me.
" I have to be honest, most people with his degree of injuries would not have lasted this long." He paused looking at us. " He is fighting very hard." He said. I shook my head at him. " But you both need to have realistic expectations."
" Yeah well with all due respect you can take your realistic expectations and shove them up your ass." I said though my teeth. The doctor looked over at me with wide eyes. " Because he is waking up." I said raising my eyebrows at him and giving him a cold stare. I felt Sam tug back on my hand and the doctor left. " You should go talk to your dad. I'll stay here." I smiled up at him as the tears built again. Sam was quiet for a second. " Sam?" I asked and he looked dazed. "Go talk to John and we'll be here." I said.
When Sam left I sighed and tried my best to hide and stop the tears. I walked over to his bed side and my heart was pounding so hard I could hear it. I had to sit before I fell. My knees were weak back at the BAU and not they were just one more second away from caving. The chair next to Dean was hard but I didn't care. I pulled in close and reached out for his right hand. I hesitated before I held on because I was afraid it would be cold.
Well that was tough... Honestly when I saw this episode for the first time I was a mess... just tears. I have always been a Dean girl so when you see him all banged up and in a hospital bed it hurts lol... anyways let me know what you think! :) xo
