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Jessica's wings beat in time to the choppers blades. She watched as the medivac team took care of her cousin. Melinda glanced every now and then to her and Jessica caught the wet flash of tears in the light. Jessica's heart was heavy. How could this happen? Lindsey always seemed so strong, so…invincible.
Sure the two fought like cats and dogs but they were best friends. She wished she could fly in there and help but first she would scare the aviators out of the chopper, second she wouldn't be able to do anything for her cousin.
When they got to the hospital they watched her be rolled into surgery and then started off to Neal's apartment.
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Neal was sitting in front of a painting he was working on. The sketch he had done of Lindsey hung on a wall watching him. He hoped she was being safe. He hadn't heard from her since that night she left. Not from phone, nor their Link.
He had a nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach that wouldn't leave. Neal glanced up at her sketch. He was longing to see her again. To make sure she was okay. There was suddenly a knock at his door. He set down his brush and walked over to the door. He opened the door to his worst nightmare.
Dean and Sam were holding a sobbing Jessica and Melinda. Neal's heart shattered.
"No," he whispered, stumbling back. "No."
Something snapped in the grifter, "You were supposed to take care of her!" he yelled.
"Settle down," Sam said, "She isn't dead."
"Then where is she?"
"She was hurt, badly," Jessica cried, burying her face in her husband's chest.
"How badly?" he asked softly. Silence was his answer.
"How. Badly," he demanded turning to the others.
"Bad. She was airlifted to a hospital nearby," Sam said, holding his crying girlfriend.
"Which one?"
"We'll drive you," Dean said. They were outside in moments and on their way to the hospital.
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The doctor, one of the people the boys had saved and trusted with Lindsey's secret directed them to post-op where Lindsey was lying unconscious with bandages around her skull, her blood soaking through the bandages. Neal rushed to her side taking her hand in his. It was cold as ice. Her eyes were closed and her skin paler than he thought possible.
He cupped her cheek as her family came in with the two. She seemed so lifeless laying there. Neal closed his eyes and prayed. He prayed harder than he had prayed in a long time. He prayed that she wouldn't be taken from him. Not another one. Neal swore that if she woke up he wasn't letting her out of his sight again.
"Is she going to be okay?" Neal asked the doctor, his tears choking his voice.
"At this point it is undetermined," he said glancing at her charts. "She is strong though it is amazing she pulled through as long as she did." Neal dropped his head against her hand.
"I told you not to go," he whispered. "I told you to stay." The doctor didn't ask just nodded and left the room. The other's stood to the side. He nuzzled near her ear, "You were supposed to come back to me. We were supposed to have a life together. We were going to retire and move to an island…just the two of us… maybe a couple of kids."
The others in the room glanced at each other and while they wanted to protest all kind of wanted what Neal was saying.
Neal's hand was stroking her long blond hair, fanned out over her pillow, "You had better come back to me, now. I can't live without you, Lindsey." He pressed his lips to her forehead. "You have to be here with us. With me." Neal closed his eyes and clutched her hand tighter.
It was at this moment the others in the clan moved forward, comforting their friend as he begged for his wife's life to return to her body. Jessica glanced around before pricking her finger and letting a drop of blood fall into Lindsey's mouth, knowing it would only speed the healing process for her demon half. It was a demon thing.
"That can only help her," Jessica said, looking at Neal, "We need to get home. We all could use some rest," she said.
"I am not leaving her," Neal said sternly. Jessica opened her mouth to protest but Dean stopped her.
"I would do the same if it were you," he said. Jessica's eyes wavered a moment before she nodded. Neal nodded once in return before taking his seat in a chair beside Lindsey's bed.
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(Lindsey's POV)
I could hear them. I heard everything after surgery. But I was too weak to respond. I wanted to live with him with them. When he said something about children I felt myself swooning in my mind…that was wild.
I could actually see them. Our children…a couple of sons and daughters running around on the beach while Neal and I sat on the porch of a bungalow on our own little island. It was peaceful, beautiful, wonderful…I did want that.
I could hear all of what happened but I was powerless to even Link with him. My demon was ailing from all the medicine they had given, but my priestess was well. Thank God Jessica remembered to give me a drop of her blood or I would have been in some serious trouble. As it were I was doing good to hear everyone.
My child… our children… I wanted to have that. So I fought. I fought to live.
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(Third Person POV)
Neal sat beside her all through the night. He fell asleep in the uncomfortable hospital chair. How he wanted some decent comfort…but he couldn't risk leaving her alone and letting her wake to no one. Especially while it was his city.
Come morning Neal was sleeping in the armchair, unaware of Mozzie's entrance into the room. He glanced at Lindsey's unconscious form then to Neal sleeping beside her in the chair. He could see how much that his partner in crime was deeply in love with her. She wasn't the type that Mozzie would have pegged for the infamous con-man but they were great together.
He walked over to his friend and touched his shoulder jolting him awake. Neal jumped awake glancing up at his friend then groaning rubbing his hand over his face to rub the sleep from his eyes.
"Moz," he groaned, "When did you get here?"
"Just a few minutes ago. How is she doing?" Mozzie asked.
"I don't know right now," Neal replied, "She's just sleeping. I have never seen her like this. Her face looks so twisted in pain… I don't know what to do, Moz. I feel like I'm gonna lose her…like its Kate all over…only worse."
Neal stood and traced his hand gently over her cheek brushing back her fringed bangs. He leaned in and kissed her forehead gently. The way the bandages wrapped around her skull made her look helpless.
"Look she is one of the strongest beings out there! She has survived much worse than this before," he said.
"I know but…Moz, I have never seen her look so helpless before."
Mozzie nodded and placed a hand on his friends shoulder. He knew nothing he said would be comforting. Not until Lindsey woke up.
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Hours passed in the hospital with no change. Lindsey was soon pronounced comatose, alive but in a healing trance, by the doctor who had studied mystic practices, "There is nothing more I can do for her. She can be released into your care and will heal herself over time."
"What will I need to do for her?" Neal asked stroking her pale cold hand.
"Just make sure she gets some nutrition in her somehow and she will do the rest," the doctor replied. "Now in a healing trance it has been known for druids, demons, beings with magic really, to levitate from time to time. So when that occurs don't worry it is completely natural."
"Thank you," he said, rubbing her cheek.
"Of course," the doctor said.
The trip home was a task but uneventful. Once she was tucked carefully on the bed with the IV drip of night lock in her arm the others made up rooms in June's guest bedrooms thanking the kind woman for her hospitality. Neal remained by her side, his hand resting on hers.
"You know if you leave her side for a minute to get food and rest, I am sure she would understand," Sam said at one point.
"I can't leave her side," he said. "I can't explain it I just can't."
"I understand," Sam said smiling in sympathy. "And I can explain it for you. It's because you love her. You wonder if she loves you back?" Neal nodded a bit brushing a loose strand of hair back from her face.
"I can't help but wondering because she doesn't listen…like when she is always off helping you and doesn't listen to me. I am just trying to keep her safe."
"Do you ever think maybe she does it for you? She isn't human Neal. She is more human than Jessica and Melinda but she still isn't human. She is half demon and as such it means that her being is different than humans. Everything from her attitude to her relationships," Sam said.
"Can you expound on that anymore?" Neal said, "I know she is a half demon and I know that she is stronger than most beings but I have to know why she is so stubborn about fighting all the time…it's like she is trying to escape."
"She isn't. I can promise that. Demons and magical beings all have a thing call protectorates. Sometimes the beings fall in love with their protectorates. Lindsey is one of the few mikokai in the world. She doesn't have a teacher or guide like most of the magical community so she had to learn everything on her own. For the longest time Lindsey thought it impossible to have a protectorate and even less likely for her to fall in love with them. Then she met you and she fell in love with you. Now she will do anything to keep you safe. That's why she goes on all these hunts to make sure nothing happens to you to kill anything that could threaten you. You don't need to worry about if she loves you or not she fell so hard there is no way she can get back."
"How can you tell?" Neal asked.
"The way she looks at you," Jessica interrupted.
"Take it from two beings who can hunt with love as their greatest weapon," Melinda said. "We have seen those looks a dozen times. We only give them to OUR protectorates. The only one I have ever seen have that look besides Lindsey is Jessica. Take it from someone who knows the look of love. She loves you more than life itself."
"I will feel better when I can hear it from her again," he said cupping her cheek.
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