So I wanted to give you a taste of what's coming up... I know I've never done this before. But I thought, what the hell, I want some feedback, see what you all think.
"What did you remember?" Dean asked glancing at me. I bit my bottom lip and looked out of the window. The memory of getting married, the drama-with angels, the flowers, the rush. I remembered it all. I remembered how much I was in love with Dean. It mixed up my emotions. "Megan?" Dean asked softly, putting a hand on my knee. I turned to him and in that moment I was back at the church, seeing the man I married. Dean looked worried and pulled over. "Meg-" Dean started to say when I dived on him. I kissed him hard, wrapping my arms around his neck. Dean was shocked for all of two seconds before his hands wrapped around my waist and he pulled me onto him. The kiss was so passionate, everything the kisses on the wedding day had been. With my eyes closed I couldn't tell if we were back in the church or in a car. He held me close as he kissed me more.
"Come on, come on, come on!" Dean cried out as he ran into the room. They were all stood around the hospital bed. Tears rolled down from Sam's eyes, even if had control, he would have let them fall in that moment. Bobby stood at the back of the room, his mouth a little open, the shock clear on his face. None of them were prepared for this to happen. None of them wanted this to happen. Dean cried out again, the raw pain, guilt seeping over every plea. "Come on, come on Megan! Don't, don't do this! Please, god don't do this!" He cried out as the machines horrid single string of noise bleared out. The doctors rushed in and in a motion of blur they used the defibrillator on her body. Lifeless it jumped into the air and landed back onto the bed, still and just as lifeless.
"Please girl..." Bobby's own plea barely above a whisper. Bobby had seen death, literally, and he'd always faced it head on. But in that moment. Seeing her body, just laying there, knowing, knowing deep down there was nothing they could do to help. Bobby did the one thing he hadn't done in a long time. He prayed. He prayed for her life.
"No, no, no!" Dean cried out, the tears streaming down his face as Sam held him back. Sam couldn't believe his eyes. It just wasn't registering with him. The shock was too much. All of them were seasoned hunters, they'd practically seen hell, in two cases they actually had. They had face demons, gods, angels and even a devil, but nothing. Nothing had prepared them for that moment. The doctors work on her for a few more minutes before the lead doctor turned to his junior. The expression was easy to read. This was it.
"Time of death-" The doctor announced and all that could be herd his Dean's cry of pain.
"NO!" The word is so simple, yet filled with so much raw pain. So much love, so much loss. It choked Sam to see his strong big brother, break down in his arms. Dean just fell to the floor, his eyes locked on the lifeless body.
"God... you took the wrong one." Bobby muttered as the tears roll off his face. Dean on the floor, rocked back and forth slightly as he just looked at her body. He felt so helpless. So weak.
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