AN: Hope you readers are enjoying this story! I own nothing of Supernatural. Remember that.

Waking up in a Hospital

I woke up hearing the sound of a heart monitor. I could feel the IV that was in my arm and when I tried to move I felt lots of fun pain from my back. No doubt from that wall I flew through. I heard a quick, "She's moving!" After that was when I decided to open my eyes.

I looked around the hospital room seeing nothing but doctors. They were all trying to talk at the same time and I couldn't understand anything so I added my voice to the mixture.

"Where's my dad?" my voice sounded raspy and quiet so I tried again a little louder. "Where's my dad?"

"What? Your dad? He's…well…here we'll get you in a chair in a little while to see him but we really need to make sure that everything is alright with you. Ok?" The doctor next to my head said.

I gave my head a nod receiving some pain from that. Then the doctors started checking my back the bruises that were here and there and the stitches I didn't even know I had but then again I didn't know I had bruises I just felt like they were going to be there.

"The good news Ms. Campbell is that you just have mainly bruises which what I can tell from your cousins story about your mugging is a blessing." The same doctor said writing something on a pad. "Now let's try to get you in a chair. If anything starts to hurt you tell us and we'll try to fix it."

I was lifted slowly into a sitting up position which caused some pain but I told myself only big pain. That's when I'd say something. From there two doctors lifted me up and carefully put me in the chair. As we started going down several different halls and taking lots of turns I started to get dizzy. My guess was I was used to laying down not sitting up. The doctor pushed me into a room where I saw my dad laying on the bed in the room. It was mostly dark but I could see that his left arm…no more of his left shoulder area was wrapped in gauze. He had an IV in him and oxygen.

"I'll give you a minute." The doctor said walking away.

I grabbed my dad's hand feeling like I could have done something but how could I? He was gone three hours before I got that so called room service. I sighed knowing that him losing an arm wasn't my fault but the guilt I felt wouldn't leave.

"You shouldn't bite your nails." Dad said with a dry voice.

"Well I think I have a good reason to." I replied my face serious.

"I shouldn't have run off like that. It's just…" Dad started but couldn't seem to find the words.

"What?" I asked my face full of curiosity.

Dad seemed to find his train of thought and said, "I didn't know Mary had kids. I heard she died and I knew damn well it wasn't a house fire. I just never figured out she had kids. I regret not going to her funeral but John thought all her family was dead so I left it that way. I'm sure Mary had no clue I even existed either. Your mother and I found her but kept quiet. If I knew about Sam and Dean…I- I woulda done things differently."

"That's why you were so angry. You were mad at yourself." I said realizing the truth. I laid my head on his bed.

"Yeah… but I shoulda had enough sense to stay with you and not run off. I just…" he stopped trying to think of the words.

"Needed to vent?" I tried.

"That's it." He gave a smile. "How do you figure things out? You're so much like her you know…" He said trailing off. I had that same feeling he wasn't telling me something.

"What is it Dad?" I asked just watching him.

"What's what?" He asked snapping out of his trance.

"I get the feeling you're not telling me something." I said trying to clear things up.

"Me? Lying? No." he said quickly and I knew there was something.

"Dad, talk to me!" I yelled out of anger.

"Ms. Campbell? I think you're set to go home tomorrow. I'll inform your cousins but you need to get some rest." the same doctor said sticking his head in the door.

"Dad-" I started.

"Not now, Liz." He said and didn't say anything else.

After that the doctor came in and rolled me back to my room. I was settled back into my bed and given a sedative to 'help me sleep'. I was too confused about what Dad wasn't telling me and it really bothered me. That's probably why I had a series of dreams that made no sense. The first was about mom before she went to fight the djinn. The next one was of Sam and Dean, or at least the shifter Sam and Dean, and how I killed them. They were all bad so I think I forgot some of the other ones till I came to Dad losing his arm. I apparently made up how he lost it in my head. It was creepy is all I'm going to say. I woke up not knowing what time or day it was.

The same doctor came in and said, "Your cousins are waiting for you."

The doctor helped me out of the bed and handed me some clothes. I slowly put them on still feeling majorly sore. I walked with a possible limp. It took me a good ten minutes just to get out of the hall that led to my hospital room. In total it took me thirty minutes get to Sam and Dean. Then the doctor rolled up a wheelchair.

"You might need this." He said passing it to Sam.

"Little late for that doctor." I said walking out the door slowly. Sam handed the doctor the wheelchair and took the prescription from him.

"So how's our little shifter fighter feeling today?" Dean asked with a smile on his face.

"Sore. Oh did you get Lisa out?" I asked remembering that the last time I remember Lisa she was tied to a chair with my jacket on her head.

"Yeah she's back at her house with Ben." Sam said since Dean had that sad puppy look come on his face again.

"That's good. Where are we going?" I asked covering my eyes from the morning sun.

"Well not your motel room." Dean said shaking the puppy look.

"Tell me about it." I said. "What day is it any way?" I asked not wanting to feel confused.

"It's Friday…I think…"Dean replied. "You were out for what three days." he said looking to Sam who gave a nod. "Yeah three days."

"Well I suppose my expulsion is complete." I said with a fun eye roll.

"You were expelled?" Sam asked shocked.

"Yes because I didn't lie about starting a fight." I explained.

"Good for you." Dean said.

"What happened after I was thrown through the wall?" I asked wanting to know every detail.

"Not much. While that shifter was going after you Sam took your dad to the car and I shot him with my gun that he took from me. Went to the hospital and that's it." Dean said sounding very bored.

"I just want to go home."I said getting in the back seat of their Impala.

"Ok…we'll take you to our room." Sam said.

"We will?" Dean asked receiving a punch from Sam.