AN: SURPRISE! Im so stressed with everything I had to take a break and it is currently midnight and updates this story as a stress reliever. So this chapter is going to explain what Holland's "Panic Attacks" actually are. I have to the realization I like fluff, so sorry if you not a huge fan of that but whatever! Love you all! Here is your early Christmas Gift! Merry Christmas!
Hollands POV:
Its been a few weeks sense Dean, Sam and I had our heart to hearts. Sam was currently in the process of finding a doctor that could get us medicine for my depression and anxiety, and Dean had been talking to me a couple times a week. I started writing things down in a journal. Dean would read it when I needed him to. This way if there were things I did not want to say he could read them and realize what was going on. It was all going really good. We were hunting, looking for dad, which why do I care, and just living life.
We are currently on a job with a haunted hospital. Patients have been going missing and they said they have been hearing weird noises, flickering lights, and cold spots. Sam and I decided to check out things with the staff and Dean was going to go talk to one of the families of one of the missing patients.
"Ok, so you two will talk to all the staff, get as much information you can about the history of the hospital. Unfortunately with hospitals there is one major problem, Holland?" He asked me.
"Many people die at hospitals so we have to figure out what the ghost or spirit wants and cross match it with recent deaths." He smiled proudly and me and turned to walk out.
"Be back in 2 hours, if anything goes later text me." He yelled while walking out the door. I smiled and looked over at Sam.
"Well ok cakes, lets get out of here." He said and led me to the car, Dean decided to walk since one I was with Sam, and also because the victims house were five minutes away walking, and the hospital was about 1 hour away if we walked.
Sam's POV:
After Dean finished quizzing Holland she had a smile on her face. It was so great to see her smiling like this. She keeps having nightmares and her panic attack are getting a little better, however more frequent. When I say better it's more of the fact that she doesn't always pass out because of them. I was hoping while we were at the hospital I could look at getting her seen this week. I just hope we can get her something that will help make her life easier.
Her panic attacks seem to come from out of nowhere I noticed. When she gets startled they happen which makes sense, but they happen just randomly sometimes, which I figure she has sever anxiety then. I wish I could take this from her but I cant. We finally arrive to the hospital and get out.
"So where do we start?" She asks adjusting her skirt; we are posing as some of the hospital owners trying to take care of what is going on with the hospital. Nothing to illegal for her sake.
"Uh, we will start with the doctors, then nurse and see where it leads." She smiles and nods and we walk up to the desk and start asking some questions.
Holland's POV:
Once we get inside I start to feel shaky. Shit, not another panic attack, I'm sure it was just nerves so I had to calm down. We got to the interview with the doctor who recently had his patient disappear out of nowhere.
"Hi, Dr. Morgan, I'm Louis McGillen, and this is Shalien Sullivan, we are owners of the hospital and heard about what is going on and wanted to get some information if you would not mind." Sam says to the Doctor.
"Of course, please take a seat." He motioned us into the hospital and to sit. Well it all started last month, we were having trouble with lights, and kept changing lights and figured we should hire an electrician, he said he heard scratching on the walls down in the basement, however there was no electrical problems. Then about a week ago the disappearances started. Just yesterday my patient was in his room, then the next thing I know he is gone, like that." He said while snapping his fingers. As he is talking I start to feel my chest tighten. Shit, no, please, no, I don't want to feel worthless. I have to get through one hunt. I look over at Sam and he seems to notice I am pale and shaky, he gets up and crotches in front of me and Dr. Morgan follows suit and comes beside Sam. "She ok?" He asks while assessing me.
"She has bad anxiety, I'm thinking she is going to have a panic attack." Sam says to the doctor while holding my hand.
"Shalien, are you aware of your surroundings?" He asks me, my vision and memory are starting to blur.
"W-a-w-w-a-what?" I slur.
He stands up and presses a button and nurses start to flood in.
"Ok, I maybe wrong but I don't think this is a panic attack, she maybe having a Simple Partial Seizure." He said while the world went black.
Sam's POV:
"Wh-at?" I asked stunned as she starts to go limp in the chair.
"Scratch that maybe a complex partial seizure." He says catching her and getting her on the gurney that arrived out of nowhere, oxygen was strapped to her face and she was gone. "Louis, we are going to get her set up on an EEG, I want to see if my theory is right." He says. I am still in shock.
"Seizure?" I ask again. Dr. Morgan places his hand on my shoulder and leads me out of the room towards the room they have Holland set up in. "I gotta call her brother quick." I say quickly knowing I need to call Dean.
The doctor nods and leaves me to go aid to Holland.
The phone rings twice and he picks up, "Watcha got Sammy?"
"You need to get to the hospital." I say quickly with a panic voice.
"Wooo, you all find something so fast?" He asks with a slight laughter in his voice. I quickly explain to him of the events that just occurred.
"Ok, Sammy calm down, I'm coming, I'm coming, we will figure this out, just stay with her. We have a ghost stealing patients, I don't need her being next." I agree with this statement and walk towards the room Holland is in. She now has a hospital gown on, wires attached to her body, oxygen in her nose, and an IV in her arm. The doctor is looking over the computer that is showing what I assume is her brain function.
"Louis, come on in. Her brother on his way?" I nod to him not being able to speak. Dean either ran or stole a car because he was there 15 minutes later. They would not give me any information because I was not family.
"Shaliens brother I presume?" The doctor asks when Dean rushes into the room and right to Holland.
"Yah, uh, Steve. What's going on?"
"Are you ok with me discussing what's going on with your sister in front of him." He said giving a soft smile knowing he has to ask it.
"Yah, he's like her brother. Less attractive or athletic," I smack him in the stomach to get him to stop. "Sorry, yes you can speak in front of him." He says.
"Ok, well I will need to run more tests but I think it is safe to say that you sister has not been having panic attacks rather than seizures. When she spaces out, those are simple partial seizures, when she losses consciousness those are complex partial seizures. From the sounds of it she has them often, so I believe that she may have epilepsy. Typically someone with epilepsy will start to develop more complex seizures they send him or her into convulsions, but maybe we are lucky and she won't have them. Typically if they don't have convulsion-based seizures by 18 they may have a couple in their life but wont happen every time. But sometimes they can go into just gran mal seizures." All this information is to much for me and I know Dean is not responding well either. I look over and Holland starts to wake up. She looks very tired, like she typically does after a panic attack, or I guess seizure.
"Hey cakes." I say to her and grab her hand. She is looking around and Dean comes up next to her and starts to say something and you can visual see her relax. I wish I had this connection but I don't, and I understand why I don't. The doctor leaves and says that she needs to stay for a least the night if not longer to run tests and get her officially diagnosed.
"Ok, what did you find out?" She asks Dean. He looks at her confused. "O come on, we have it perfect now, we are in the hospital, easier to snoop, we are not stopping this hunt now." She says. It makes sense, no we will be here for a while, and we can get away with more looking around. She throws the puppy dog eyes, crap, Deans going to give in.
"Well ok." Dean says with a smile. "We got work to do." He says looking between us.
Well here we go, never a dull moment in the family. Holland is being diagnosed with epilepsy and we are hunting while she is here. This is one crazy family.
AN: So there you go, a little something for yall! So I am going to be up front and say some of my facts maybe off, but its been a long time since I have dealt with this information. I had depression and anxiety and what we thought were panic attacks, and that I was ADHD because I was spacing out, but it turned out to be seizures. I love to add this to Holland because that means it is easier for me to write and more personal! I hope you all don't mind and you like it! Please Review, Follow and Favorite. I would love your feed back! Love to all!