A/N~ Here is chapter eight! Hope you guys enjoy it!
DISCLAIMER: I do not in any way shape or form own Supernatural; however Maria and Samantha belong solely to me.
Maria and Dean were awoken to a crash from the living room. "Dean, what the hell was that?" Maria asked in a panicked whisper.
"I don't know, stay here with Samantha. I will be right back." Dean replied. He kissed his wife tenderly and placed a gentle kiss to the head of his sleeping daughter. Dean grabbed a hand gun from his and Maria's closet.
Maria picked up her sleeping daughter, and carried her into the master bathroom. She locked the door and held her baby girl close.
Dean quietly walked into the kitchen and saw a man in a black mask taking some of their fine china out of the cabinet. Dean loaded the gun, and when it clicked the man turned around with a gun of his own. "Okay buddy get the fuck out of my house and I won't call the cops." Dean said calmly.
"How about I tie you up and gag you so you can't do anything." The man replied with a smirk.
Dean slowly approached the guy. The guy saw Dean move and shot, it hit Dean's arm and he was bleeding pretty badly. Dean shot the man and he fell to the ground. "MARIA!" Dean called before he too fell to the ground.
Maria ran to the kitchen with her now hungry and crying daughter cradled against her. "Oh god…" Maria whispered. "Samantha, baby I will feed you as soon as I get help for daddy." Maria cooed to her crying daughter, Maria sat her in the portable crib in the living room. Maria picked up the phone and dialed.
"9-1-1 what's your emergency?" the dispatch person asked.
"My husband was shot, by someone who came into the house. Please I need help; both my husband and the man are unconscious." Maria replied panicked. To make matters worse Samantha's cries got louder.
"Ma'am I need you to stay calm. I am sending the police, and an ambulance, do you have a child in the house?" the lady then asked.
"Yes, she is my week old daughter. Please just hurry…oh god!" Maria exclaimed when she noticed just how badly Dean was bleeding.
"How bad is the injury?" the lady asked calmly.
"He is bleeding really badly, what do I do?" Maria asked.
"Put pressure on the wound. The police and ambulance are about five minutes out." The lady explained.
"Okay…" Maria whispered. She ran to the bathroom and grabbed several towels. She placed pressure on her husband's bleeding arm. Then she heard the sirens.
Samantha started to cry even louder. "They are here." Maria said when the door was opened.
"Okay honey take care of that baby, and best of luck." The dispatch lady said then hung up.
Maria fed Samantha as she got the diaper bag ready as quickly as she could. When Samantha finished eating the police had the intruder in custody and were leaving. "Ma'am how old is your husband?" a paramedic who was tending Dean asked.
"He is 28…is he going to be okay?" Maria asked.
"BP is dropping get him ready for transport now." The other paramedic ordered.
"Oh god…" Maria whispered.
"Ma'am, there are still two police cars here; they are going to escort you to the hospital. We need to get him there." A paramedic said.
"Okay…" Maria whispered and watched as her husband was put on the gurney and wheeled out of the house.
"Ma'am is there anything I can do to help?" a female officer asked.
"Can you change her while I get some stuff together?" Maria asked.
"Yes, what is her name?" the police officer asked.
"Samantha…." Maria said softly.
"Okay, I am Becky, and you are?" Becky asked.
"Maria." Maria replied then handed her baby to the police officer. Maria walked to the nursery and got the diaper bag put together, and got some clothes for Dean and herself. She then went to the kitchen and got a few bottles and some formula together. She then took Maria back from the police officer.
"Thank you Becky." Maria said, worried about her husband.
"Maria, do you want to ride with my partner? I will take the baby in your car if you want." Becky asked seeing how shaken Maria was.
"Uhh yeah…please." Maria replied, knowing she could trust her, but Dean might get pissed about someone else driving his baby, with his baby inside. Becky nodded and helped Maria snap the car seat in the Impala. Maria handed Becky the keys and got into her police car with Becky's partner. The ride to the hospital was quiet and fast, well that is until Maria noticed she was covered in her husband's blood.
"Pull over please!" Maria said urgently. The officer complied and pulled to the side of the road, the Impala and other police car followed suit. Maria threw open the door and threw up. Becky wanted to help the young woman, but could not leave the baby alone in the car. When Maria was finished they were off again. When they arrived at the hospital a doctor was waiting for them. Becky parked the Impala, and brought Samantha, still in her carrier, the diaper bag, and overnight bag to the distraught mother.
Maria took her baby, and the bags. "Mrs. Winchester, your husband is in surgery, he was bleeding profusely when he was brought in, we went in to get the bullet out. When he comes out of surgery the baby will not be allowed in there, we have a nurse that would be willing to watch the baby until you can get someone else to help you. He should be out in about an hour." The doctor said after he led Maria to the private waiting room.
"O-okay." Maria managed to reply, she sat the bags down as well as the carrier that held her sleeping baby girl. The doctor left and Maria called the first person that came to mind.
"Maria, what's wrong?" Sam asked when he picked up.
"Sam I need you back here…now." Maria replied, close to tears.
"Maria talk to me, what happened?" Sam asked in a concerned tone.
"Dean is in the hospital…they won't let me take Samantha in to see him when he gets out of surgery, just please come and help me." Maria answered, now the tears were running freely.
"Okay Maria, I am on my way, I will be at the hospital in three hours." Sam replied.
"Okay…I am on the third floor family waiting room three." Maria replied then hung up the phone. She broke down into sobs. "Samantha, mommy is so sorry. I am supposed to be strong, but I am upset." Maria whispered. Samantha stayed asleep and Maria waited for her to wake up for her next bottle.
By the time Sam had arrived, Dean was out of surgery, and in the ICU. They refused to let Maria go in with Samantha, and she did not want to leave Samantha with the nurse. "Maria?" Sam said as he approached her after Maria had finished feeding and changing Samantha. When Maria heard Sam she placed her daughter in her carrier. Maria threw herself into Sam's arms.
"Sam he won't wake up…the doctor told me he should have woken up by now." Maria said as she broke down again.
Sam held the distraught wife and mother close to him. "Maria, listen to me. Dean has been in tighter spots then this. He WILL be okay. I am here; I have Samantha, go be with your husband. I will see him when he is allowed to have his daughter in the room." Sam replied.
Maria nodded and went to see her husband. When she walked in she stopped in her tracks. Her strong husband looked so pale lying in the white sheets. He was on a ventilator, and he was hooked up to a heart monitor. He had an IV in each hand, one was slowly giving him blood, and the other was a saline solution. "Oh Dean." Maria whispered when the door shut behind her.
"You can go up to him. It's alright, he should wake up soon." A nurse said as she checked his vitals. When she left Maria walked over to her husband. She took his hand into hers, being very mindful of the IV.
"Dean…you have to wake up soon, the faster you wake up the faster you get out of the ICU and the faster you can see Samantha, and Sam." Maria started. "I love you so damn much Dean. You have to get better. Not just for me but for Samantha, she needs her daddy. I can't do this without you." Maria added then she got quiet.
She sat with Dean for at least an hour before he slowly started to regain consciousness. "Open your eyes for me baby." Maria whispered.
Dean's eyes fluttered open and he slowly realized the ventilator. Instead of panicking he just let the tube breath for him. He pointed to his throat, and Maria pushed the call button. A nurse came rushing in, and she walked over to Dean. "I need you to cough so I can slide this out." The nurse said, "Blink once if you can do that." The nurse added.
Dean blinked once and the nurse told him to cough as she slid the tube out. "Hey Sweetheart." Dean rasped when he saw Maria, who had changed into one of his shirts and a pair of sweats.
"Hey baby." Maria replied as tears of happiness rolled down her cheeks. She helped him to take a drink of water.
"When can I see Samantha?" Dean asked, needing to see for himself that his baby girl was okay.
"Not until you get out of the ICU. Sammy is with her, I called him and he rushed back." Maria answered.
"When the heck can I get out of the ICU?" Dean asked the nurse.
"As soon as we are sure your wound won't get infected, you might be able to get out of the ICU tomorrow morning." The nurse replied.
"Great, so around 13 hours." Maria replied.
"I am sorry but yes." The nurse replied then left.
"Dean, how are you feeling baby?" Maria asked when the door shut.
"I am fine, but we are going to get a dog, and a security system." Dean replied.
"The security system we can do, but a god Dean, we just had a baby." Maria said.
"I know, but I want you and Samantha to be safe." Dean replied. "I would also feel better if we had a guard dog." Dean added.
"Okay, but the god has to be good with kids." Maria said giving in to her husband's demands.
"Okay…I know Samantha can't come in, but earlier you said Sammy was in the waiting room with her right?" Dean asked.
"Yeah…" Maria replied, shocked that he heard that.
"Can you send Sammy in for a minute?" Dean asked.
"Sure." Maria whispered.
She walked to the waiting room and looked at Sam feeding Samantha. "Dean wants to see you…" Maria whispered.
"Alright." Sam replied, he burped Samantha then handed her to her mom.
"Hi baby." Maria cooed, she then changed her and just held her.
"Sammy, I want you to move in with us." Dean said when Sam entered the room.
"What why?" Sam asked.
"We are getting a dog and security system, but I would feel a lot better if I had you there helping me protect the women I love the most, it would only be for a little while." Dean answered.
"Okay Dean, but only for a couple of months." Sam replied.
"Thank you Sammy." Dean said.
Sam nodded and left, and took over for Maria again. Maria went back into the room with her husband. She got into the narrow bed with him, and very carefully cuddled close to him. "Sammy is staying with us for a couple of months." Dean said suddenly.
"Why the hell is he doing that?" Maria asked.
"Because…I…I am worried…scared…" Dean admitted.
"Oh honey. It will be okay, let's just hope Sam staying with us does not turn into years." Maria replied, and hugged her husband. She felt her shirt start to get wet. Dean never cries…the last time she saw him cry was when his baby girl was welcomed into the world. "Dean, baby, I am okay, Samantha is okay, and you will be okay. Shhh." Maria soothed.
Dean started to sob, which caused Maria to cry. They both cried for a little over an hour before Maria said, "Dean I love you. Thank you so much. You risked your life to save Samantha and I. I am so glad that I married you, you're sweet, caring, funny, and sexy." Maria said.
"I love you too. So much, I don't know what I would do without my girls." Dean replied.
Maria placed a gentle but tender kiss on his lips and the two of them fell asleep.
In the waiting room Sam had fallen asleep on the floor next to Samantha's carrier.
A/N~ Hope you guys like this chapter. I will not be posting tomorrow or Thursday, I will most likely post again on Friday after my family and I get back. We are leaving tomorrow for thanksgiving with my dad's family. I will post three or four chapters over the course of Saturday and Sunday to make up for tomorrow and Thursday. Please review!!!