Well, I know there are at least 2 more chapters left, and maybe a sequel? I don't know, I went through this one really fast and I feel like I might have another story to tell with it. So if you want there to be a sequel, tell me and I will start brainstorming, I'm thinking maybe of doing something with the enchantress that cursed her? I don't know though. Well I very happy with the reviews! D thank you very much!
Chapter 12: The Awakening
(Dean's POV)
Three days, and she still wasn't awake. Dad had told us that we were going to have to leave if she didn't wake up soon because there were more cases piling up since the demon was killed. Probably its confidents ganging up against us or something.
I didn't care. And I was honestly thinking that I didn't care who they killed, as long as Annie was ok. How awful was that?
On the fourth day, I was in the waiting room when the doctor came out.
"Mr. Aiken?" He told me, using my alibi. I stood up and walked to him. "She is awake, but she can't speak very well. You can go in if you would like." He told me.
"Is she going to be ok?" I asked.
"She should be, we still need to keep her under observation for a while. So we aren't completely certain." He told me. That wasn't what I wanted to heard. I just nodded and headed back to her room.
I didn't like what I saw. She looked so small, well, she was always small, but normally her energy and personality made her seem like so much more. But now, she was just small, and frail.
When I opened the door, her head turned and her eyes met mine. I saw her smile a little, but it wasn't her normal vibrant smile, but rather a weak and almost forced one. I grabbed a chair, placed it beside her bed, sat down and grabbed her hand.
"Hey there," I said quietly. When she took my hand, I loosened my grip. Her hand was cold, and I could feel every bone in it.
"Hey," She whispered hoarsely. "I've missed you." She was still trying to lighten everything.
"I've missed you to." I told her. I gently reached up to touch her face, once I did she closed her eyes and smiled again, this one looked more real, more peaceful.
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(Annie's POV)
When I woke up I was in a hospital. Everything in my body was in pain and I felt so weak. Just opening my eyes made the room spin.
The doctors came in, glad to see that I was awake. Then about ten minutes later, Dean came in.
I didn't want him to see me like this. I forced out a smile to make him think I was ok. It didn't work. He came and sat down next to me and grabbed my hand.
We exchanged a few words, then he touched my face. I closed my eyes and relaxed into his touch.
"I want to get out of here." I said, or tried to. My voice wasn't working to well. He laughed a little at me.
"I want you out of here to, it's no fun having a girlfriend who can't even do anything!" He joked. I tried to laugh a little because I appreciated his sense of humor in this situation. I needed it. Then I recognized the word.
"Girlfriend huh? What happened to nothing serious?" I asked. He just looked into my eyes.
"Well, that was before I almost lost you. And before I realized something pretty important." He told me.
"And what is that?" I asked. He bent down and kissed my forehead before speaking again. When he came back up, I could have sworn I saw a tear in his eye.
"That I love you." He said. Now I knew the tear was real, because it fell down his face. But why was he crying? This was happy news. I reached up and whipped the tear off of his cheek.
"Dean Winchester, you can actually produce tears! I never knew!" I joked a little. He laughed a little and held my hand tighter.
"I love you to." I told him. "But why would that make you upset?" I asked.
He stumbled over his words. Like he did when he was trying to make up a lie. When he looked in my eyes again I saw it.
"They don't know if I am going to be ok do they?" I asked. He shook his head. This time I was the one who wanted to cry. But instead I just nodded slowly then turned my head away from him and closed my eyes tightly, trying to pretend that this was another dream. I felt him bring my hand to his lips and I shuddered some.
Sam and John came later, I actually had a good time. I loved these three, even through everything they had done and been through, they still cared so much for others and did anything that they could. After Sam and John left, Dean started to tell me bye.
"I'll be back tomorrow ok?" He told me.
"Wait, stay with me." I begged. Normally I wouldn't do that, but I didn't know how much time I might have left.
"But visiting hours are over." He said. I smiled at him.
"Since when were you one to follow the rules?" I asked. He smiled some.
"Ok, I'll stay." He said. He started to sit down in the chair again but I shook my head.
"No," I said before shifting over in my bed. He got the hint and lay down next to me and pulled me into his arms. I immediately felt more relaxed then I had in a long time.
"Dean," I said before falling asleep.
"Yes?" He said softly.
"Thank you." I whispered before falling asleep.
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The next few days I got better. Thankfully. Then I got to leave.
I don't think I had ever been more relieved in my life. John went on another case in Colorado, and we stayed in San Francisco for a few days. Sam didn't want to leave Dean, Dean refused to let me hunt for a while, and I refused to be left alone. So we just stayed where we were.
I woke up one morning and walked out to the porch in our room. The sun was already high in the sky, and the waves in the ocean were roaring lightly. It was beautiful. I stared for a few moments before feeling a pair of arms wrap themselves around me.
"What are you up to?" Dean whispered before kissing my neck.
"Just admiring the scenery." I told him before turning around to face him.
"Really? Me to, but what I am looking at is about ten times for beautiful then what you were admiring." I laughed at his cheesiness and reached up to kiss him.
"Oh really?" I whispered when I pulled away.
"Yep." He said before kissing me again.
After about five minutes of just kissing, we somehow made our way back into the room and onto the bed. His lips moved to my neck and we both knew where this was going to end up now.
"Wait, where is Sam?" I asked. He pulled back and looked at me smiling.
"Don't know, but he said he wouldn't be back for a couple hours." He told me. I smiled back, then we continued what we had started, and we finished it.