Chapter 19- Just Sleep
"Ellie, no, no, no, please." Sam begged it wasn't until she felt wet drops fall onto chin did, she realize she had shut her eyes again. "Don't you dare die on me."
The world was spinning faster now and her breath was coming in shallow gasps as she tried to fight to stay with it. To do what her giant was begging her to do, but she kept fading in and out. At one point she thought she was being carried. Cotton muffled her ears making the world whirl around her faster. She thought she could hear Sam and Dean shouting but her head was so confused she couldn't be sure before she finally blacked out.
The first thing that came back to her was her hearing a rhythmic beeping among dead silence. She gasped in pain only to cough and gag forcefully. There was something obstructing her throat and coming out of her mouth. Her eyes would have both popped open wide if one of them weren't so swollen. Through her alarmed pain she saw him, her giant.
"Ellie! Hey, hey. Calm down. It's okay." Sam was right next to her. His hand braced on her shoulder to hold her down. "Dean, get a nurse!"
Elliott's eyes were watering as she continued to gag reflexively on the tube down her throat. Sam was too quick. His hands wrapped around her wrists when she reached to pull the tube out of her throat herself.
"No, no, no, Ellie stop. It was helping you breathe. You have to let the nurse take it out, baby." He soothed sympathetically.
Elliott whimpered around the obstruction and Sam's face crumpled. He gathered her wrists in one hand bringing them down to her lap. His free hand went to her face gently wiping her tears away and shushing her cries. He wished the nurse would hurry the Hell up, half tempted to take the tube out himself.
When the nurse finally rushed in and pulled out the wretched thing Elliott almost hurled. Throat raw, but now empty she could feel everything now without her attention on trying to breathe. Her whole body ached and throbbed, her head felt like it was being dully wacked with every pulse. The nurse talked gently to her marking things down on her clipboard. As much as she wanted to be alone with Sam and Dean, she was not looking forward to getting scolded by them for using her powers.
"Alright honey, I'm just going to give you a little more for the pain." The nurse stated without even having to ask what her pain level was. "Now, it's going to make you a little drowsy, but you will need the rest to recover." Then she shut the door behind her, leaving Elliott and the brothers alone.
Tightly closing her eyes Elliott waited for the scolding of a life time. She had never gotten this hurt from healing someone before and knew she was about to get chewed out. When moments passed in silence, she peaked out of her good eye to see both Sam and Dean hovering worriedly over her.
"Ell, are you still hurting?" Dean fretted, brows pinched together.
"I'll go get the nurse back," Sam started but he was halted when her bruised hand hesitantly gripped his forearm.
"No," Elliott rasped, throat dry and raw. "Not that."
Sam winced at the sound of her voice. His beautiful hazel eyes landed on hers.
"You, you aren't going to get mad at me?" It came out as a squeak making herself cringe and gently rub at her throat. Both men's shoulders sagged and let out wet chuckles. Sam even sniffled.
"Oh we are plenty mad Princess." Dean gave her a soft smile. "-but right now, ain't the time."
"I -We- We thought we lost you baby." Sam leaned forward in his chair to rest his forehead on the hand he held in his sniffing back unshed tears.
"I'm right here giant. You can't get rid of me that easily." She yawned feeling the medication kicking in at full swing. Annoyed because she had just woken up, she didn't want to sleep yet.
Sam leaned forward and placed his lips softly to her forehead afraid to touch her anywhere else and hurt her. "You're not allowed to scare us like that." He whispered and rubbed at his face. Elliott just now getting a good look at him. He looked absolutely awful. Heavy dark bags under his eyes, hair obviously unwashed, looking like he hadn't slept.
"Are you okay?" Elliott whispered hand cupping his face her thumb brushing at the dark circle under his eye. He huffed giving her a bemused shake of his head.
"Elliott you almost died and you're asking if I'm okay?" Sam asked in disbelief.
Dean snorted from the other side of her bed. "Told you, you looked like shit man." Sam narrowed his eyes at his brother so done with today. Elliott smiled and laughed at the brothers. Instantly regretting it with the pain that jolted through every muscle in her body.
Sam hissed through his teeth seeing her pain. "I think we should get the nurse back here,"
"Sam, no. We have to figure out what Alastair said. We need to find everything we can on this Ramiel. About-"
"Shh," He hushed her his thumb rubbing soothing circles on the back of her hand.
"We'll have plenty of time later Princess. Just rest up, and I'll go get that nurse." Dean hummed giving her a wink and leaving the room before she could protest.
She fought a yawn and failed, getting an amused huff from her giant. After the nurse dosed her up again, she made Sam promise to get some rest as well. She was hardly still awake when he agreed, and she went under comfortably.
Although they promised to sleep harsh whispers brought her to the surface. The drugs keeping her hazy and her droopy eyes closed as she listened.
"Heal. Her. Now." Sam hissed to the other voice she soon recognized as the angel Castiel.
"I can't." Castiel answered coldly yet quietly for his rough voice.
"You angels put her in there. Heal her now." Sam growled a little louder.
"No-" Castiel denied. "She put herself in there. We did not touch her."
"Don't you dare blame this on Dean!" Sam barked. "She saved him because you were the reason, he got hurt in the first place. Just because you can't keep a damn devil's trap together."
"Sam?" She groaned waking a bit more now. She was afraid of what the angel could do to him if he pissed him off too much.
His breath hitched and heart stuttered at her raw voice. He turned quickly to her and made his way to her bed. Leaving the angel behind him.
"Hey, beautiful. Didn't mean to wake you." Sam hummed brushing a strand of blonde hair out of her face.
"Smm," She slurred loopy and half asleep. "Don't fighh' with angels." Her face pouted ever so slightly.
Sam was sure she was so loopy she wouldn't even remember this. He sighed forgetting about the angel completely and kissed the corner of her lips softly.
"Anything for you Ellie." Sam whispered unsure even if she heard him, as her soft even breath continued again. He didn't even turn back to see if Castiel had left, staying by Elliott's side.
The hospital was awful. It was days before they finally agreed to discharge her. They had told the authorities that she was mugged and luckily, they believed it. So, she had to talk to the police but was grateful they didn't ask too many questions.
As much as Elliott tried, she couldn't avoid the Winchester's scolding, but that was only once she was feeling better. When they had told her that Bobby had almost come down to see her but they had convinced him to wait at the salvage for them to bring her up for some R and R she felt even worse. Bobby would be worried sick. The man she saw as an uncle would wring her neck for this, he wouldn't go easy on her like Sam and Dean had. He would be just as tough as she knew they all wanted to be.
If recovering in the hospital and learning the true identity of the demon that was after her wasn't enough to deal with Dean informed them that Castiel had visited him with a bit of information. The angel told Dean that he was the one to break the first seal to set Lucifer free. When he gave in to Alastair after thirty years in Hell and started torturing souls instead of being tortured, he broke the first seal. 'When a righteous man sheds blood in Hell the first seal shall be broken.' To put it mildly Dean was not happy.
If it weren't for Dean finding out that he had broken the first seal he would have beat Elliott's ass for healing him. Guilt was written all over his face and it broke her heart. She'd rather have Dean murderously angry with her for what she did than see that guilt every time he looked at her in the hospital bed. She even tried to push at that. Tried to get Dean to take his anger out on her, but he was too stubborn. She and Sam both knew it wasn't his fault and placed absolutely no blame on the older hunter. For fucks sake he was tortured for thirty years! Any other person would have broken much sooner. Sam blamed Alastair and Lilith the demon that had held his contract but Elliott? She secretly blamed the angels. Don't get her wrong, she was beyond happy Dean was out of Hell, she just found their timing strange. They may have saved him but they took their sweet ass time doing so. Something about that didn't sit right with her.
During her annoyingly long stay at the hospital she had spent most of her time sleeping. The little she was awake she was either being chastised for healing Dean or comforted and fretted over. Every time she'd bring up what Alastair had said about the yellow eyed demons Azazel and Ramiel the Winchesters deflected. They would change the subject by telling her to get some rest and they'd talk about it later with Bobby. She was frustrated from staying in the hospital and not having discussed this very important issue. Unfortunately for her the drugs the doctors were prescribing her were heavy duty. So she would eventually fall asleep instead of discussing the important information.
When she finally was free to leave the awful hospital and saw Dean pulling Baby into the drop off, pick up lane she couldn't move fast enough. Sam helped her into the back seat of the warm Impala. Settling her in before getting into the front passenger's side.
"Aren't they supposed to roll ya out in a wheelchair?" Dean turned to look over his shoulder into the backseat.
"Someone refused and snapped at the orderly trying to help." Sam deadpanned raising a brow in her direction.
"Ha! He wasn't trying to help. I can walk just fine, and he still tried to force me into that stupid thing." Elliott grumbled defensively.
"Atta girl." Dean commended an amused smile etched on his face.
"Dean." Sam scolded only getting the two to laugh. He tried to hide it but she could easily see the twinkle in his hazel eyes, and the slight curl of his lips. They drove straight to a pharmacy filling her prescription before they were off to Bobby's.
Sam was very persistent about her taking the medication, they drove through to grab some lunch so she wouldn't have to take it on an empty stomach. She took the pills as Sam requested as she ate her burger and fries. It wasn't long before she was fighting the haze of the drugs, but her body was exhausted and healing. It was useless to fight, and she had hardly finished her fries when her body gave in and passed out.
When the drugs started to ware off and she was waking up they were only ten minutes from their destination. Just like she had expected Bobby ripped her a new one. He shouted till he was blue in the face but in true Bobby fashion ended his yelling with a fierce bear hug. Then it was down to business, finally getting to discuss what they had discovered.
"It wasn't Azazel then." Dean sighed repeating himself for the third time.
"This was his brother?" Bobby huffed and shook his head.
"A Prince of Hell." Elliott muttered hands resting on the kitchen table, fingers picking at her cuticles.
"Well, sort of," Sam spoke up. His larger hands engulfed hers, resting there to stop her from fidgeting. His free arm slung over her shoulder from where he sat next to her. "Azazel was the one who started all of this. For both of us. But when Dean killed him it seems that this Ramiel had taken the lead." He gave her hand a comforting squeeze and looked over to Bobby.
"Ramiel is the bastard that captured me and shot me up with demon blood." Elliott spit.
"But I still don't get why?" Bobby grumbled out loud. "Why would he want to go and make a take two? If the first time didn't work out then why would he think it would a second time?" The older hunter looked from her to Sam questioningly.
"Whatever they want her for it's not good." Dean finished his beer leaning against the kitchen sink. There was a heavy feeling that spread through them in the silent kitchen. It soaked them to the bone. Something bad was coming, something very bad.
The older hunter was the first to leave the kitchen mumbling something about needing to find answers. Determined to find anything on what a Prince of Hell was and if he was lucky find something on this Ramiel.
Dean was next. He had no parting words just a soft squeeze at the back of her neck as he left the room. Elliott let her head fall onto Sam's shoulder letting out a yawn. That was all Sam needed to convince her it was time for them to go to bed. He helped her up the stairs to his surprise without any complaints, and to the room they normally occupied when staying at Bobby's. At first Sam had been too afraid to hurt any of her healing injuries, but soon gave in and held her while she slept. The young Winchester was too terrified to sleep. Thoughts of yellow eyed demons tracking and taking his Ellie away. Doing god knows what with her was enough to keep him on alert. He couldn't let that happen. Elliott turned in her sleep her face burrowed up to his neck, cold nose brushing his collar bone.
"Sam," Elliott mumbled half asleep. "Go to sleep." The giant's chest rumbled with a near silent laughter, knowing she was already asleep again.
"Okay, baby." Sam agreed eventually falling asleep as well.
Authors Note:
Hey! I am so so SO sorry that this was delayed. I plan to make it up to you by a MUCH larger chapter next time (and I might try some smut again... I honestly don't know if that would be a positive or a negative lol). A rather angst filled chapter, which is my favorite type of chapter to read but the next chapter will be fun and light hearted.
I really hope you are still enjoying the story! One of my jobs cut my hours so badly I'm only working five hours there. Which is sad but good for you all because now I can start focusing on writing again. Please leave a kudo if you haven't already if you are enjoying it, and let me know what you think of the story so far. 3 Comments always make my day. 3
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