A/N~ Sorry I did not post anymore last night like I said I would, but I ended up falling asleep which sucks cuz I missed my show….oh well on with the chapter.
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Maria woke up feeling feverish. 'Can nothing on my first hunt go right?' She thought as she moaned and tried to go back to sleep. Dean awoke to the moan and felt the heat radiating off of Maria. "Great…" he whispered. When he managed to get Maria to take a fever reducer, she fell back asleep and Dean soon followed. About three hours later sunlight filtered into the small motel room. Sam, Dean and Maria all woke up. "Are you feeling any better?" Dean asked Maria.
"Not really my stomach hurts a bit. I guess this won't be my first hunt after all…" Maria replied.
"Don't worry there will be plenty of other hunts, Sammy we are gonna head out tonight to take care of this bastard." Dean replied.
"Sounds good to me, and how many times do I have to tell you my name is not Sammy." Sam answered.
Dean got dressed and went to the diner to pick up some breakfast for everyone. When he returned he passed out the coffee and food. Maria barely touched her own food and Dean and Sam ate everything.
"You sure you're doing okay?" Sam asked.
"Fine, like I said my stomach just hurts; probably a 24 hour bug or something." Maria answered.
Sam nodded and he and Dean started getting stuff together for the hunt. As the day progressed Maria felt worse and worse, now not only was he stomach bothering her but she felt extremely nauseated. After Dean and Sam ate their lunch, Maria insisted she was not hungry, Maria rushed to the bathroom. Dean knocked on the bathroom door but got no answer.
"Maria, are you okay?" Dean asked concerned.
In response he got the sounds of retching. Dean walked into the bathroom only to find Maria in front of the toilet getting violently ill. He pulled her hair back and whispered soothing words to her as she continued getting sick. When Maria finally finished she leaned against Dean. When she felt a sharp pain in her stomach she ignored it. Dean stayed with Maria until it was time to go finish up the hunt.
Three hours later Dean and Sam walked back into the motel room. Maria was curled in the fetal position holding her stomach and crying. To top it off there was a puddle of vomit on the bed beside her. Dean rushed over to her and pulled her into his arms. "Maria, why didn't you call?" Dean asked her.
"Couldn't get up…" Maria replied motioning to the puddle of bile on the bed.
"Oh baby, do you want to go to the hospital?" Dean asked softly.
A cry of pain from Maria answered that question. "Sammy go start the car, you are taking us to the hospital." Dean ordered.
Sam did not bother correcting his name; he just did as he was told. Dean carried Maria to the car. Once he was in the backseat with Maria Sam took off. "De'n gonna be sick." Maria whimpered ten minutes into the drive.
"Sam pull over." Dean said. Once Sam had pulled over Dean opened his door and helped Maria out of the car where she promptly threw up.
When she finished and she and Dean we situated in the car again Sam took off. Luck was not on their side, because twenty minutes later Maria was in even more pain and they were stuck in traffic. "De'n it hurts." Maria whimpered.
"I know, I know, it's alright we will be there soon..." Dean murmured adding 'I hope' in his head.
Sam said nothing and traffic was moving even slower. "Damn it." Dean cursed. Maria suddenly gave a loud strangled cry of pain. "Shit Sam I think I know what was wrong." Dean said.
"Yeah, so do I and if we don't get her to a hospital soon we are screwed." Sam replied.
Dean sat Maria carefully on the seat and got out of the car, he walked around to the front of the car and Sam also got out. "Sam call an ambulance, now!" Dean barked the order.
The man in the car behind them got out and asked, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Nothing is wrong with me, I need a fucking ambulance for my girlfriend who is in major pain and she…" Dean did not finish his sentence when he saw Maria throwing up on the floor of the car through the window. He opened the door and when she finished he held her.
"Dean they can't get an ambulance down here, they are sending life flight, and they will land in the clearing in between the roads." Sam told Dean.
Dean nodded and held Maria tightly, but not enough to hurt her, in his arms. Five minutes, which seemed like five hours, later the life flight helicopter finally landed. "What is the status?" A paramedic asked as they rushed over to Dean, and Sam who were now standing outside of the car, Dean with Maria in his arms.
"She has been throwing up, has a fever, and we believe her appendix ruptured about 15 minutes ago." Sam said.
The paramedic nodded and Dean followed him to the helicopter. Sam got in the Impala after saying her would meet them at the hospital. Dean got into the helicopter and held Maria's hand tightly, his fear of flying currently the last thing on his mind, his main priority was for the woman who he had just met yet cared so deeply for. When they arrived at the hospital Dean was told to go to the waiting room while Maria was rushed off. Dean was going to refuse but did not want to start anything, and filled out the paper work.
A/N~ Will Sam get there soon? Will Maria be alright? I will try to post the next chapter sometime today, but right now I have to do something for my mom, so I had to stop. Please review!!!