Yeah. Wrote another chapter. So sue me. Hope you like! Enjoy! Mean Johnny in this chapter as well. Just giving you a heads up.
Chapter 13 Talking
"SHAE!!" Sam screamed into his phone as he ran to the car. He called Jessica right after Dean had died and she was on the next plane out. She just watched as Sam ran to the car and drove off without saying a word to her. Sure she wondered what was going on, but she knew that Sam would take care of it. So she did what any good girlfriend would do. She called his parents.
"Hello?"
"John, I think somethings wrong." Jessica said as she walked back and forth.
"Why? What is it?"
"I don't know. Sam got a call not to long ago. It was Shae and I don't know exactly what she said, but Sam ran out the door and drove off before I got the chance to ask him anything."
"Do you know if Shaes still at the cemetery?"
"I don't know." She answered as she sat back down. "I have a bad feeling about this though."
"Alright. I'll head over there to see if she's still there. If Sam comes home or calls, call Mary and let her know."
"Alright." She hung up and waited for anything. She just hoped that everything would turn out fine and she was just over reacting, but something told her that she wasn't.
With Sam
Sam drove as fast as he could. He tried calling his sister more times than he could count and she never answered. He knew all about her past and that she was most likley doing something or had done something stupid. He just hoped that he got there in time. The cemetery was a few blocks away, but with the lights and traffic, it took him a good amount of time to get there. After parking the car, he ran through the cemetery to where Dean was buried. He looked around and couldn't see where his sister was or if she was still even there. "SHAE!" He screamed as he ran around. "Damn it Shae. Please don't do something stupid." He mumbled to himself as he spotted Deans grave and Shae. "SHAE!" He screamed once more as he ran over to her. She was just leaning against his tombstone with her head down. "Shae?"
"Sam?" He let out a relived breath as he walked over to her. She lifted her head slighly and looked at him. "I'm sorry Sammy."
"What did you do?" He asked as he knelt down in front of her. "Shae." He repeated as he lifted her head. "Look at me." She locked eyes with him and he shook his head when he saw her dialated eyes. "How many did you take?" She just shrugged. "Shae, please just tell me how many you took and what it was." She weakly lifted her hand and gave him the bottle. "You took all these?"
"Might of had a few. The beer made them go down easier." She slurred as she rolled her head to the side. Sam shook his head again and pulled out his phone. "Who you gonna call? Ghostbusters?" She asked before she started laughing.
"No. The paramedics. You need to go to the hospital."
"Nope. I'm fine." More slurring as she let her head hang. "Just leave me alone Sammy."
"I don't think so. No way you're doing this to us. Not now." He said as he told the paramedics where they were. Shae just grabbed his phone and threw it off to the side. Due to her current condition, it didn't go to far. "What did you do that for?"
"I don't want your help." She told him as she lifted her head again. "I don't want it." She slurred out again before passing out.
"Shae?" Sam asked as he lifted her head again. "Shae? Talk to me." She just mumbled something about Dean and then nothing. "Don't you dare do this to me! Don't you dare!" He yelled as he shook her. "SHAE!"
"SAMMY!" He turned around to see John running towards him. "What the hell happened?" He asked as he slid to a stop next to him. "What did she do?"
"Took all of these." He answered as he handed his father the bottle. John looked at it and then at his daughter. "She followed it with some beer. I called the paramedics, but who knows how long it'll take for them to get here." John nodded and grabbed Shae. "What are you doing?" He asked as he rested Shae's body on the ground.
"Getting those pills out of her stomach. Then we're going to take her to the hospital and get her some help." Sam just nodded. "I'm going to shove my finger down her throat. When she gags, roll her over." Sam nodded again and John did what he said he was going to do. Shae gagged and Sam rolled her to her side and she threw up some of the pills.
"Damn." Sam said in amazement as he look at the pills on the ground. "How many do you think she has left in her?" John just shook his head and shoved his finger down her throat again. Sam rolled her over and heard the sound of sirens. "They're here." John nodded and turned around to see the ambulance.
"What happened?" One of the paramedics asked as he and his partner knelt next to them. Sam just stood up and backed away to give them more room, but John didn't want to let her go. "Sir, please tell us what happened?"
"She, uh, was upset. Her brother died not to long ago and she tried to kill herself." The paramedic nodded and started hooking her up to different machines.
"Do you know what she took and how many?" John nodded and handed him the bottle. "You forced her to throw up?"
"Yeah. Was that the wrong thing to do?"
"No. That might of saved her life if she took this whole bottle. We'll stableize her here and then move her to the hospital." John nodded and stood next to Sam and the two watched them work on Shae. It took them ten minutes to make sure she was safe to move and then moved her to the hospital. "Do one of you want to ride with her?"
"I'll go." Sam said as he took a step. "Can you get Jess and mom and meet us there?"
"Yeah. Just keep her with us Sam. We already lost Dean. I don't wanna lose her too" He nodded and got into the ambulance. John ran back to the car and sped all the way home. After picking up Jess and explaining everything to both her and Mary, they made it to the hospital. "SAM!" John yelled when he saw Sam sitting in the waiting area.
"She's still alive." He told them with a smile as he went and hugged his mother and then Jess. "The doctor said they had to pump her stomach and gave her some charcole stuff to made her throw up. I guess she took more than that one bottle judging by what the doctor said, but she's going to be fine."
"Oh thank god." Mary sighed as she sat down in one of the chairs. John sat next to her and grabbed her hand. "Why would she have done something like that? I thought that was only a faze when she was younger." She asked looking over at Sam.
"She said on the phone that Dean was alone where he was and she couldn't protect him. That it should of been her and not him." He told them before running a hand over his face. "She needs help guys. I mean this really drove her over the edge."
"NICK!" John screamed as he stood up. Mary, Sam, and Jess looked over at him. "With all this going on, I never called Nick."
"I did so don't worry." Jess told him. "After I got off the phone with you. He'll be here soon." John nodded and sat back down.
"Family of Shae Pierce?" The nurse asked as she walked in. They all stood up and nodded in unison. "She's awake if you want to see her. A little tired, but that's to be expected after all this. One warning though, don't yell or blame her for this. That can most times make it worse." They all nodded. Not like any of them were going to yell anyways. "Follow me then." They followed her down a long hallways till she stopped at a door. "Here it is. I was told that her husband isn't here yet."
"Yeah. He should be here soon though. His names Nick."
"Alright." The nurse said with a nod. "I let him know where to go when he gets here. Just take your time and talk to her." They nodded as she walked away. All of them hesitated to go in the room. What were they supposed to say? Finally Jessica took the first step and opened the door to walk inside. She glanced back at Sam and the others before taking a step inside.
"Shae?" She whispered as she walked in. Shae was just sitting up in her bed, looking out the window. "Shae?" She slowly turned and looked at Jess before turning back and looking out the window. "Your families outside." Shae just shrugged and said nothing. Jessica took a deep breath before sitting down.
"You can leave." She looked up at her friend and saw that Shae was looking at her. "I don't want you here."
"You need to talk about what you did."
"I didn't DO anything. I tried to DO something and failed. Shocker there." Jess played with her hair a bit and sat in silence. "Will you please just go away? I don't want to talk to anyone."
"Tough." Shae looked over and saw her parents and Sam standing in the doorway.
"Great." Shae mumbled as she rolled her eyes. "Family intervention, but I don't need or want it."
"We're not leaving till you talk to us." Sam said as he sat on her bed. Shae just glared at him and he backed up a bit. "Just talk to us Shae. We all know you're having the hardest time with all this."
"So?"
"So? That's all you have to say after what you did!?" John screamed as he walked over to her bed.
"John. Not now." Mary told him as she grabbed his arm.
"No Mary. She tried to kill herself! How selfish can she be!?" Shae was just looking at her father. "Now you're going to sit there and explain to us exactly why you did something so...so stupid!"
"No." She whispered as she turned to look out the window again. "Go away."
"You don't really think that we're just going to walk out and leave you alone, do you?" John told her as he walked around to the other side of the bed. "We don't know what you could do in that time you're alone. Hell, you might try to hang yourself with the bed sheet for all we know."
"DAD! GET OUT!" John took his eyes off his daughter and looked over at his youngest. Sam was standing at full hight ready to shove his father out the door if that what it took to get him to leave.
"What did you just say?"
"I told you to get out before I throw you out." Sam hissed as he took another step towards his father. John glanced over at Mary, who nodded before heading to the door. "Jess, can you leave to?" Sam asked in a quieter voice as he turned to her. She nodded as well and followed John and Mary out of the room. Sam closed his eyes and ran a hand over his face before sitting down. "Now are you going to tell me what you were thinking back there?"
"Nothing to tell Sam." Sam shook his head and looked at her. "What? Don't believe me?"
"No. I get that you're torn up about this, but do you really think that taking your own life is going to make things easier?"
"I don't know." She answered with a shrug. "Maybe."
"It won't Shae and you're smart enough to know that. I know it sucks that Dean's gone, but that doesn't mean that you have to throw your own life away. I know it hurts. It does for all of us, but we'll get through this. As a family." He told her with a hint of a smile as he grabbed her hand. She looked down at it before looking at him. "Now please, talk to me. I won't yell at you like dad."
"Dad's a ass." Sam laughed a bit and nodded.
"Yeah he is, but he's our ass." Shae nodded and looked at her bed. "Talk to me. Just tell me what's going on." She shook her head and tears ran down her face. "Move over." She glanced at Sam again to see him standing before she slid over to make room on the bed for him. He sat next to her and wrapped his arm around her and she rested her head on his shoulder. "So?"
"I don't know Sam. It just seemed like a good idea at the time. I don't want to deal with this pain. I just can't." Sam nodded in understanding and rubbed her shoulder. "I just miss him so much and it hurts more everyday."
"Tell me about it, but that pain will fade if you give it time to. Don't remember him being sick. Remember the good times you spent with him. Remember when you gave him the car?" She laughed a bit and nodded.
"Thought he was going to shit himself when he saw it."
"You're not that only one. I honestly think he did, but covered it up."
"He might of."
"See, remember things like that. It's hard now, but a little while down the road, it's not going to be this bad."
"When did you become a shrink?"
"When I realized my sister wanted to die so badly." She glanced up at him and saw the single tear run down his face.
"I'm sorry Sammy. I just thought it was a good idea at the time. Guess I wasn't thinking straight."
"I can understand that, but no more suicide attempts ok?" She nodded and smiled. "Promise me." He told her as he looked down at her. She rolled her eyes and held out one hand.
"I sware to you oh great Sammy that I, Shae Winchester Pierce, will not try to kill myself." Sam laughed and ruffled her hair. "HEY! Aren't I supposed to be the one doing that to you?" She asked as she grabbed his hand.
"Like you could reach my head."
"Not my fault that you're the Empire State Building."
"Funny."
"I try."