Chapter 9
Okay, Dean isn't Dean, where's Dean? In the bathroom.
No. The real Dean, my Dean.
He's coming.
"I'm starving." The imposter said, as he gave a little laugh, it sent chills up and down my spine, i couldn't help but give him a funny look. "What?"
"Oh. Nothing." I said quietly, i need to prove that this Dean isn't my Dean. Who could it be? Great, the only thing, a Skin walker, just great if it is a skin walker, he is down loading all of Dean's thoughts, every single one of them. But the recent ones might not have been, and the things that didn't happen. I'm a genius.
I watch him walk over to his bed, like Dean always does. He collapsed on the bed. He looks just like him, he sounds like him, he is even acting like him, maybe I'm too late.
"Oh Dean, Jasmine Called." Now is the time to tell if Dean is my Dean or not.
"Oh. What did she want?" He didn't sound confused, he sounded casual.
But i know now its not him. Its Some one else. Jasmine, there is no Jasmine, dirty little trick, but it worked. But what do i do now? Confront him, try to find out where my brother is? Or play along.
His head hurt, he could see only white. He felt cold, he looked at what he was wearing, a hospital gown, great, just fucking great. He began to move, he couldn't. He was restrained, white pads wired his arms to the bed, his legs tied to the posts, Okay, where the fuck am i?
"Where am i?" He shouted. A couple minutes later, a woman, with sandy hair, and a tight white dress walked over. Okay, I'm in heaven.
"Hey, calm down, your in county hospital," she smiled, Dean smiled to.
"What's your name?"
"Dean, Dean Winchester."
"Okay, Dean, my name is Jade, if i take the restraints of, promise you wont hurt me."
"Promise." Dean smiled flirtatiously.
The nurse took of his restraints nervously, Dean fidgeted free, and smiled again. "Thanks."
"Do you know what happened?" she asked. Yeah, some fucking Demon knocked me out.
"No. I just remember waken up here."
"Okay, well you haven't got amnesia, or anything wrong with the brain, you got nasty cut though."
"Can i go home?"
"Because its a head injury you need to stay over night."
"I'm sorry, I really can't. What do i have to sign to get out of here?" The nurse gave Dean a weak, smile and walked of. Dean only hoped it was to get the discharge forms. A few minutes later, she walked back in, clipboard in hand, "Thanks." Dean said.
Filling in the papers, Dean couldn't help but push his luck, on a spare bit of paper, he wrote down his number and call me, With a little wink, the nurse walked of, Dean watched her go, and then got up quickly, he had bigger things to worry about. Getting Sam, Killing the son of a bitch, but that wasn't going to be easy.
A/N hey guys i think i said i will post some on Tuesday, so here we go. Sorry its slightly crap, i kind of had trouble writing it! Heh please review, and next update maybe Thursday or/and the weekend. Thanks. X x x X
