A/N: Here is the next chapter!
Trained to Kill: I am glad that you like Natalie! I wanted to make her a character that the readers could easily like and relate to! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural.
The time ticked by painfully slow. Her back was starting to stiffen from sitting in the chair too long. This prompted Natalie to get up several times, and pace around the waiting room. But, it was taking too long. She should've heard something from the nurses by now. But, Bobby was stabbed in the abdomen, which meant that his injury had to be fatal, right? She was driving herself crazy with the over analyzing. The doctors here know what they are doing.
Neither Dean, or Sam called to tell her what was going on with the sword, but she figured she would let it go. She was more concerned about Bobby. Every now, and then, nurses would walk out of the emergency room, making Natalie believe they were going to tell her news about Bobby, but they just walked on by.
What if Bobby doesn't make it? No, Natalie shook that thought from her mind. She couldn't be thinking that right now. But, it was too present for her to ignore the possibility that Bobby won't make it. How would she handle it? Losing Bobby would be like losing the only other father in her life. Besides, after all the people she has lost, Natalie would go insane if she were to lose anyone else.
Bobby is going to make it. Natalie continued to remind herself.
Natalie closed her eyes, hoping to get some decent rest in this uncomfortable chair. She began to slowly drift off when her phone woke her up. She took in a breath, and blinked a few times before taking out her phone and answering. "Hello?"
"Hey, Nad we just finished up at the lockup and we are on our way back to the hospital." Dean's voice came through from the other end of the phone.
Natalie sat up, and cleared her throat, "Oh alright, yeah okay...good." Natalie rambled out.
"Have you heard anything about Bobby yet?" Dean asked.
Natalie looked at the door that led to the ER, "No, nothing yet."
"Don't worry Nad. Bobby is going to be fine." Dean offered, just then a nurse walked out of the ER, heading right for Natalie.. "Yeah, uh, Dean I got to go. I'll see you guys soon." Natalie said hurriedly, and hung up before Dean could say anything.
Natalie stood up as the nurse approached her, "We just finished up the surgery, he is going to be fine. He has been transferred to his room already."
All of the tension that had built up during the wait, slowly melted away. Bobby was going to be fine. "How bad was the injury?"
The nurse sighed sympathetically, "It was a severe injury, but the doctor will give you the rest of the information later." Natalie nodded. "Let me show you to his room." The nurse said before turning and walking down the hall.
They came to the room and the nurse motioned for Natalie to go in. Natalie nodded in thanks before opening the door. She saw Bobby lying in the hospital bed. His eyes were closed, his face was still pale, and his breathing was even. Natalie took a moment to take in Bobby's appearance before walking over to the side of the bed.
While he still looked like crap, she notice that there was a small improvement in his appearance. At least they were able to stop the bleeding, and fix the damage. Taking a gentle hold of his hand, she eased herself down into the chair behind her. The room was silent, aside from the beeping of the monitor, and Bobby's soft breathing.
Natalie gazed up him, grateful that he was alive. But, didn't forget about how he acted at the motel. That wasn't the Bobby she knew. Natalie was brought from her thoughts when Bobby began to stir. His eyes opened to a squint, his vision trying to acclimate to the lighting in his room.
Once his eyes were fully open, Natalie gave him a bright, relieved smile, "Hey, Bobby." Natalie gently stroked his forehead, "You gave us quite a scare back there. Don't ever do that again." Bobby smiled, and shifted in the bed only to groan in pain. "Bobby, don't move to much."
Bobby's face fell, and his eyes went grim. Natalie noticed this and pursed her lips together, "Bobby, what happened to you back there? I mean what you said to Sam, that wasn't you."
Bobby breathed out weakly and gently pressed his hand against his wound. He hesitantly gazed over at Natalie, "I was possessed, it was all the demon who said that to Sam."
Natalie's eyes widened, "You were possessed, so I-I was in the car with a demon possessing you?" Bobby nodded and Natalie could feel more shock and surprise take over her. How could she had not noticed it? She cleared her throat, "Well, at least I have an explanation now for all of that."
Bobby's lips pursed and it seemed like he was thinking about something, but Natalie couldn't figure out what it was. "Have you heard from Sam and Dean?" Bobby finally asked.
Natalie nodded and leaned back against the chair, "They finished up the lockup, and they are heading back here. I guess they will tell us all that happened." Her arms folded across her chest and her leg crossed over her other leg.
Bobby eyed her curiously and his head turned fully towards her, "Are you alright, Nad?"
Natalie stared at Bobby for a small moment and then nodded, "Just I thought for a split second, that we were going to lose you. I just don't want to go through that again. I couldn't bear to lose you Bobby."
Bobby offered Natalie a gentle smile and offered his hand which she took, "I am not going anywhere kiddo. You ain't gonna lose me anytime soon."
"Unlikely to walk again"?! Why, you snot-nosed son of a bitch! Wait till I get out of this bed!" Bobby called out as the doctor quickly scurried out of the hospital room. "I'll use my game leg and kick your freaking ass. Yeah, you better run!" Bobby huffed as he settled back into his bed. Dean and Sam were standing next to the window, while Natalie was sitting in the same chair she had been in the past few hours.
"You guys believe that yahoo?" Bobby asked in disbelief.
"Screw him. You'll be fine." Dean offered, believing the entirety of his words.
But, Natalie was less than hopeful. The doctor did say that it was 'unlikely' that Bobby would ever walk again. There was still a chance that he could regain his ability. But, there was also a chance that Bobby was paralyzed. Not wanting to spur his anger even more, Natalie kept quiet.
"So, let me ask the million dollar question. What do we do now?" Sam asked.
Bobby shrugged, "Well, I guess we save as many as we can for as long as we can, I guess. It's bad. Whoever wins, heaven or hell, we're boned."
Sam nodded in horrible realization of the situation. "What if we win?" Everyone shifted their gaze over to Dean, seeing the seriousness in his eyes.
"I'm serious. I mean, screw the angels, and the demons, and their crap apocalypse. Hell, they want to fight a war, they can find their own planet. This one's ours, and I say they get the hell off it. We will take everything on, and kill the devil. Hell, we even kill Michael if we have to. But we do it our own damn selves." Dean said sounding very confident with himself. Sam and Bobby gave him skeptical looks, not sure if this was a really good idea.
"And how are we supposed to do all of that genius?" Bobby asked, wanting to hear Dean's plan.
"I got no idea. But what I do have is a GED and a give-'em-hell attitude, and I'll figure it out." Dean offered, Natalie smiled and bit down on her lip.
"You are nine kinds of crazy boy." Bobby said shaking his head.
"It has been said before." Dean said patting Bobby's shoulder. "Listen you stay on the mend. We will see you in a bit." Dean said before turning around to the door. He gave Natalie a gentle squeeze on her shoulder and made his way towards the door.
Sam soon followed but was stopped by Bobby, "Sam? I was awake. I know what I said back there. I just want you to know that...that was the demon talking. I ain't cutting you out, boy. Not ever."
There was a long pause that ensued between the two when Sam finally sighed in relief, 'Thanks, Bobby."
"You're welcome. I deserve a damn medal for this...but you're welcome." Bobby said. Sam smiled and looked over at Natalie, who gave him a smile, which told him that everything was going to be fine. Sam finally walked out of the door leaving Natalie alone with Bobby.
"Those two need to sort out whats going on between them. It's destroying the both of them." Bobby finally admitted. Natalie nodded sadly and sighed. "Nad, you are going to have to take care of them. I can only do so much...I think you would have a better shot at it."
Natalie nodded, lifting her feet and resting them on the bed, "I have to give it my best shot, don't I?" Bobby glanced at her before nudging her feet with his leg, earning him a nudge back from her.
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(edited 10/15/17)