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Dean burst through the hospital doors looking around frantically for someone, anyone that would tell him just what the Hell was going on! His mind focused on finding the triage then demand answers.

The poor nurse at the desk was the victim of Dean's anguish. She looked up to find the angry young man staring down at her.

"Where's Brooklyn DeTaurius?! I was told she was brought here. Where is she?! Is she alright?!"

"Sir, please calm down and tell me your relationship to her."

"Relationship?! Why the Hell do you need to do that?!"

The nurse remained calm but could clearly see Dean was agitated and not thinking clearly as he continued demanding answers from her.

"Sir, we only disclose that information to immediate family. Now are you a brother or husband?"

"She's the mother of my daughter! Does that fucking count?!" The hunter's anger rising even faster the longer he stood there having small talk with Nurse Ratchett.

"Sir, if you do not calm down I will have to ask you to leave."

By now Dean was teetering dangerously on the brink of a total meltdown right in the middle of the hospital. Nurse Betty wasn't exactly working with him and worst of all he didn't know if Brooklyn was alright or what!

"Look, all I want to know is if she is alright! Please, I'm begging you just tell me something, anything even if it's just letting me know if she's alive."

His eyes welled up with tears as his hands gripped the edge of the counter tight causing his knuckles to turn white. As the nurse started to tell him she couldn't, a hand was placed upon his shoulder.

"Dean," the hunter spun around to find Castiel standing there along with Brady and Sam.

"Cas, where's Brook? Please tell me is she alright?"

The angel's eyes betrayed him as Dean saw what he needed to see in those sorrow laced sapphire pools.

"No," he shook his head in denial.

"Dean, wait," Castiel squeezed his fingers tighter digging into Dean's shoulder and flesh, "She's not dead."

"Well what room is she in?! Can we see her?! Where are the twins!?"

Castiel took a ragged breath and guided the hunter towards the waiting room.

The surgeons worked tirelessly to relieve the swelling of Brooklyn's brain. A small portion of her skull had been removed to relieve the mounting pressure on her skull and brain. Her vitals were steady but it didn't allow the surgeons or nurses to breathe any easier. Her face was now swollen to the point she was barely recognizable by anyone that knew her. Internal injuries had caused massive internal bleeding threatening to fill into her lungs and drown her on the table.

The hunter's breathing was now being assisted by a respirator, pushing air in and out of her weakened lungs. The steady beep of the heart monitor was interrupted by several alarms going off as her heart rate dropped and pulse plummeted. The paddles yanked out and charged within seconds.

"Clear!" The doctor hollered as he placed the paddles on her chest.

Brooklyn's body arched up then back on the operating table. The continuous buzz of the monitor filled the room.

"Shit! Clear!" He pressed the paddles back on her body watching as her pale lifeless form jolted then went still.

Beep, beep, beep went the monitor as they had a heart beat once again.

"Alright, let's get her taken care of," the surgeon barked.

Dean could only sit there numbly as Castiel comforted him.

"She's in surgery but the neurosurgeon and surgeon are two of the best around, Dean," Sam offered a few words of comfort. But they fell upon deaf ears as Dean continued to feel nothing and hear nothing.

"I should've done a better job, Cas. I thought everything I put up was going to be strong enough to protect her and our babies. But I was wrong."

"No Dean, I couldn't save her. Azazel was too strong and I couldn't stop him from hurting her…"

The angel felt what humans called tears filling his eyes before falling onto Dean's jacket. Castiel felt responsible for her fighting to live as he had been unable to fight back against Azazel. He had felt weak and helpless as he could only watch the demon continue making his hunter suffer. His heart was heavy in his chest, feeling everything tightening up around his heart.

Several grueling hours had passed before Brooklyn was wheeled out of surgery and into ICU. The monitor continued beeping steadily as the respirator sustained a steady intake and outtake of air. Tubes ran into her body streaming in fluids and antibiotics to ward off infection. She was a sorry sight indeed as where a vibrant hunter should be was a frail weak shadow instead.

Sam and Brady had left to find some coffee for Dean and Castiel when the surgeon and neurosurgeon stepped in.

"I'm Doctor Ross and this Doctor Benton," Dean pulled away from Castiel and looked through bleary blood shot eyes. The hunter wiped away the tears and sniffled hard before standing.

"I'm Dean and this is Cas," Dean gestured at the angel who looked down at the floor. The doctors noticed the dark haired man remaining quiet and withdrawn from the others.

"We need to talk to you about Brooklyn. She's stable for now and in ICU."

"Can we….Can we see her?" Dean's voice cracked.

"You can but you may not recognize her. She suffered a great deal of severe injuries but we are worried about the trauma to her head. We had to cut away a piece of her skull to relieve the swelling and pressure. We had to resuscitate Brooklyn suffered massive internal injuries as well and we will not know what the total extent of the damage to her body until she wakes up or if she wakes up."

"No, Brook is going to wake up! Just watch doc she'll wake up! Brook's a fighter and she has two small babies at home depending on her!"

Dean's sorrow was replaced by anger at the doctor's words that she may never wake up.

"Mr. Copeland, I can assure that Brooklyn is fighting with everything she has to live but you must also be realistic about the situation as well."

"Well we aren't giving up on her!" Dean declared.

Castiel finally looked up at the hunter with watery sapphire eyes. And nodded slowly at the two physicians.

"We will keep you informed if there are any changes in her condition," Doctor Ross said before leaving the two men alone once again.

"Dean…." Castiel quietly called out.

The hunter looked down seeing a despondent angel cowering in her seat.

"What if she doesn't wake up?"

Dean squatted down and firmly held the angel's shaking shoulders, forcing him to look squarely in the hunter's flashing emerald depths.

"Cas, don't you think that. Don't you ever think that! Brook will wake up and our family will be stronger than ever!"

Castiel just nodded and let Dean wrap his arms around him.

"It's gonna be alright, Cas."

Overwhelming guilt consumed the angel as he quietly sobbed in the hunter's arms.

Brooklyn woke up and looked around the room. Rubbing her eyes, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and hopped on her feet. The tile was cold against her feet as she entered the hallway. Staff members rushed around tending to patients and co workers alike. Brooklyn found it strange that not a single staff member had stopped to wonder why she was walking around out of bed. Rounding the corner, she headed further down the hall until she reached the triage desk.

"Excuse me," the nurse ignored the copper haired hunter. Brooklyn was taken aback by the blatant disregard of her presence.

"Hellooooooo," she waved her hand in front of the nurse noticing she didn't so much as bat an eye.

"Hey! Earth to Nurse Betty!" Brooklyn snapped her fingers in a hard rapid manner as it dawned on her that the nurse didn't see her.

"What the Hell is going on here?!" Panic set in and Brooklyn raced back down the hall. The staff carried on around her as she reached the door to her room. The sight that greeted her slate hues hurled her into a state of shock.

Covering her mouth with her hand, Brooklyn slowly stepped in unsure of whether or not she was dreaming all of this.

"Please someone wake me up," she pleaded. At that exact second, Dean and Castiel both entered and nearly collapsed at the state their hunter was in.

"Cas, oh my god…." Dean leaned on the angel for support as they reached the edge of her bed. The machines connected to her body were keeping her alive and breathing for the time being. Tubes ran from her arms to the monitors and respirator. The IV line dripped continuously along with another bag with live saving antibiotics.

Brooklyn watched as her angel and hunter took a side and observed the heartbreaking expressions taking shape upon their faces. Dean didn't wipe away the tears and allowed them to fall to the sheet of bed. Castiel couldn't even bear to look at her seeing what Azazel had did to her.

"Oh no," she whispered.

"Cas! Dean! Can you guys hear me? I'm right here! Look over here please!?!? It's me Brook!"

Brooklyn was screaming at the top of her lungs at this point but Dean and Castiel didn't hear her. She could only stand and watch as Dean attempted to reach out to his hunter.

"Brook, it's me Dean. I know you can hear me in there somewhere. Listen, you need to fight this. Cas and I are not going to let you die. Rowan and Gabe need their mom back and Cas and I need you too. Just please come back to us," Dean rested his head against her pillow. His hand caressed her black and yellowed cheek. He cringed at the feel of the tender swollen skin and found himself looking away.

She watched as her beloved angel forced his head up and look at her. He took her hand and kissed it lightly.

"Brook, it's me Cas. I'm sorry I couldn't save you and you have to lay here fighting to wake up. I hope you can forgive me for not being there when you needed me the most."

"Cas what the Hell are you talking about!? Azazel played dirty! You are not at fault! Dean slap some sense into him please!?"

Brooklyn couldn't believe what she was hearing! Her angel, the father of her son Gabe, was blaming himself for this.

She felt Sam and Brady enter and pause in the doorway.

"Sam! Brady! Hey over here you two!"

She leapt in front of them but they continued gazing sadly at the two men. Dean looked up at Cas and saw his face buried in her pillow.

"Cas, it wasn't your fault. Why won't you see that?"

Brooklyn chimed in, "Castiel! You need to wake the Hell up!"

The angel remained still and Brooklyn was about fed up with this.

"Why can't anyone hear me?!?" Out of anger she took aim at a glass of water that was on the counter and felt her palm launch the glass in mid air and shatter on the floor spilling shards and water.

"Whoa, I so Swazyed that!"

Immediately everyone looked up shocked at the mess below as the lights started flickering on and off. The crushing force made Brooklyn drop to her knees and cry out in pain. Around her the lights flickered as a cold sinking feeling filled the room. Brooklyn stood to see the doctors and filling in as her heart had stopped once again.

Dean and Castiel watched as the tears continued running down their faces. Sam and Brady also had tears cascading down their faces. The bright light filled the room as a white form materialized above her body. The pain jolted her body again but this time she battled against it and reached out surprised she could touch it. The brief contact resulted in an explosive bolt of power and fury throwing Brooklyn across the room and out in the hall. The thing had vanished and the quiet beeping from the monitors started back up once again.

Brooklyn reentered the room and looked at her angel.

"Cas, something's here but I'm not going to let it get me though. I think it's a spirit since I can touch it, I can vanquish it too."

Castiel suddenly felt compelled to look over directly where Brooklyn was standing. The angel felt a pulling sensation at his soul and he slowly walked to the corner. His bright blue eyes squinted hard as he could sense something powerful right in front of his face.

"That's it Cas, I'm right here," Brooklyn reached out for his hand hoping he could feel her presence.

But just then a dark malevolent force hurled her away from her beloved angel, slamming her against the hallway.

"Now darlin did you really think it was going to be that easy?"

Azazel sneered as he stood over her with bright yellow eyes gleaming in the bright hospital lights.

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