Letting Go
Chapter 2
1:45 am
Avera McKennan Hospital & University Health Center, Sioux Falls, South Dakota
The boys both sat quietly in a small waiting room down a hallway off of the emergency room. They had brought Charlie in almost two hours ago and neither of them had heard anything on her condition since.
"Hey guys." Sam looked up to find Jody standing beside him. He stood up slowly and gave her a heartfelt hug. Dean followed suit. Jody noticed right away the blood on both their hands and all over Dean's shirt.
"Is that... blood?" She asked suddenly very concerned.
Dean peered down. He hadn't noticed the blood stains until that moment. "Ah, not ours. Charlie's." Dean said soberly.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry. How is she doing?" Jody asked anxiously looking from one brother to the next.
"We don't know yet. They took her in for emergency surgery." Dean answered.
"Guys what happened?' Jody asked.
"Charlie left a message saying she needed help." Sam answered.
"Was she hunting?" Jody asked. The brothers looked at eachother with uncertainty.
"We're not sure." Dean responded. "The message she left was pretty scarce with the details. It sounded like she got cut off. We ended up tracking her cell phone in order to find her."
Jody looked at them questioningly.
"We found her Vermilion Lake." Sam answered.
Jody listened as Sam went on to describe the events leading up to how they found her and the state she was in when they did. She paid careful attention for any details that could set them on the right path as to what happened. She also studied Sam's face as he spoke. She glanced at Dean's too. They both looked haggard from the emotional drain she could so clearly see they were experiencing. Dean went and sat back down while they continued talking. He was feeling the exhaustion baring down on him as the events of the night began to sink in deeper. After a few minutes Jody walked away and Sam headed over to him.
"She's gonna check in and see how Charlie's doing. Get us some answers." Sam informed him.
Dean nodded and then leaned back into his chair. He rubbed his forehead in a vain attempt to try and relieve the stress that had been building since Charlie left her message.
"All I can say is it better be good news." Dean took a deep breath and then exhaled loudly. He shook his head and looked back up to Sam, "Or so help me Sammy... "