I want to apologize if this isn't the best chapter. I have to rush it just so I can get the chapter done. There is one last chapter after this. Hopefully questions have been answered and if the question, "Are Christina and Pete getting together?" the answer if no. Sorry. As usual, disclaimer I don't own supernatural just Christina. I do hope you enjoy and comment on these last two chapters.

Chapter Nine: Answers

I tried to take in a breath but something pressed on my throat causing me to start to choke. Two pairs of hands gripped my shoulder one of which was unmistakably my brother Dean, just by the roughness of his hands on my shoulder.

"Christina, you need to calm down." Pete's voice again soothed my nerves and I heard the steady beat of my heartbeat on the EKG machine. "You're here at the hospital, you've been in a car accident." My eyes darted around the room. I was scared. Dean's face seemed to scare me the most. His eyes were full of concern while his face was twisted in an unemotional mask.

"You're just fine," Dean said as if sensing my discomfort. "I'm not mad." I rolled my eyes. He chuckled it almost sounded fake. Forced.

"I'm gonna take out your breathing tube," He turned and looked at Sam and my eyes followed to a small plastic bowl. I tried to sit up but pain erupted through my body causing my eyes to well up with tears. Well, duh! My mind screamed at me. You've just been in a car accident. You're trapped in a hospital room with the man that you thought were dead, your two brothers of which you told to get bent and now you're about to get a tube out of your throat so that you can breath maybe even talk. I'm surprised you...I haven't figured this out yet.

I felt the tube being slowly pulled out ticking my back of my throat causing me to gag. My windpipe began to constrict around the tube making it stick for a second before Pete pulled it out the rest of the way and Sam had the bowl underneath my mouth catching just some spit-up. Not surprisingly nobody gagged except for me as I slowly allowed the air to finally flow freely down to my lungs without assistance.

"What..." I took in a deep breath to summon enough air to speak some more. "Happened?" I asked my voice scratchy and dry. Sam placed the bowl on the bed tray and picked up the large plastic cup with ice water and carefully bent the straw and I took in several gulps. My windpipe ached as the cool water slid down into my stomach were it made me shiver. My mind shot off the pain neurons which in turn made Pete press a few buttons on a machine that I didn't recognized until I felt the welcome relief of high grade pain medication.

"You're giving her morphine?" Dean's voice seemed muffled as if he was underwater as everything started to turn into a cartoon for me as the morphine hit my system like a freight train. I couldn't hear anything clearly enough to comprehend what was going on. Soon though they were all looking at me, and both Sam and Dean looked as though they were fighting back their laughter or to bring out their phones to capture my morphine induced high in a video.

I was almost laughing as Christina started saying garbled words as she tried to keep her eyes from falling shut again. She looked and acted as though she was drunk, as her head began to move in small clockwise circles before she stopped and stared at me. "You're cute," she slurred her eyes nearly bugging out of her head. "Hey," her face split into a smile before she asked, "didn't you die?"

"Yes," I said and she started to laugh before she looked back at me her face serious.

"Was it the penguins?" We all looked at her confused before she gave another shot burst of laughter before stopping and staring at her brothers. "I'm sorry I left," tears began to fall as she could remember leaving her brothers. "Don't hate me."

"We don't hate you," Dean and Sam said both looking at her try to fight back the tears that were clearly coming whether she wanted them too or not.

"I should probably leave you guys alone," I turned to leave.

"No," Christina's voice sounded scared. "Don't leave me again...I..." She fought back more tears. "I don't want you to go." I gave her a soft chuckle and her brothers looked at each other clearly doing a mind reading of what the other was saying all at once. "Shut up Dean." She said glaring at them. I waited until she passed out again a few minutes later before leaving just so I could finish my rounds. But as I neared the end of my shift, I bumped into Dean who startled me. "What? Is Christina okay?"

"You like her don't you?" His question was direct and not at all forced. He wanted my honesty. "Come you can tell, me I won't hurt you...Unless you hurt her."

"I don't want to hurt her," I said my eyes widening with fear.

"Good, now explain to me how you got involved with all of this..." he moved his hands in a small circular fashion. "mess."

"Well," I licked my lips unsure where I needed to start. "Before I do anything I need to clock off and then I'll answer anything you want to know." Dean's green eyes were almost stabbing me as he followed me as I clocked off and changed outfits. We then walked quietly into Christina's room where she was being given more water from Sam. She was looking at me her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink. Even in the darkness of the night she seemed to light up the whole room. I'm such a girl. I thought rolling my eyes into the back of my head.

"Alright, you've clocked off, now talk." Dean's voice was commanding and I felt intimidated. I glanced over at Christina who was trying to move away from the cup that Sam was holding just a few inches away from her.

I sighed glancing down at my watch. We had thirty minutes before visiting hours were supposed to end. We all sat around the bed and I sighed knowing I would need to tell them, why I survived. "My guardian angel saved me." I said bluntly. Sam and Dean looked like I had told them that there wasn't a sky.

"Guardian angel?" Dean asked his eyebrow twitched. He turned and looked over at Christina who had the same high expression on her face. "You believe him?"

"He's cute," she said with a promising smile. "And cute guys always tell the truth." I had to chuckle trying to force the blush that was spreading over my cheeks to vanish.

"Anyways, continue Pete." Sam's gently command made both Dean and Christina to look back at me.

"Her name is Alyiah. She was sent by my dad. He knew that Carlos Rodriguez-"

"The man that killed you?" Dean asked.

I nodded. "would be coming after me and my family. That was one of the reasons my brother made it out of his accident with just minor injuries. She had saved him." I blinked away the sleep that was now beginning to creep into my eyes. "So after I was killed..." Christina made a small sad squeak. She still feels guilty. "I had a talk with my dad. He told me that I had a choice basically. Go with him, or come back. I chose to come back."

"Why?"

Because of what she said, I glanced over at Christina who was eying the cup of water and tried to get her brother's attention by moving her one finger that wasn't broken. I guess with two broken arms you have to be creative. I thought. "Because I couldn't leave without trying to forgive my brother. Or leave my family. So Alyiah healed me and saved my life. Of course I didn't know that until I saw her in my room that night."

"You had an angel in your room?" I nodded at Dean's question without looking at him. I was feeling my eyes stare blankly off into space.

"She also saved you two." I added blinking and waking myself up. "She, told me that, after Christina here made him disappear on the highway, he knew that she'll be there with me. So he came over to make her attack him to get to me." I shook my head not wanting to bring up my death once again for the third time. "That was four months ago."

"Then what caused you to crash?" Dean asked looking at her with his brotherly eyes.

"Alyiah." She whispered the name so softly at first I didn't know that she had said anything. "Alyiah was in my car. She was asking why I was driving so fast."

"Why were you driving so fast?" I asked curious. We all leaned in closer towards her as she looked sideways ashamed.

"Because I loved you and I thought you were dead." I glanced over at the morphine drip and saw it had emptied some time ago. She was completely clean of morphine for the last little while. Her cheeks were burning brighter as we all stared at her. "Can you guys leave now?" She asked her eyes closing shut tight. "I want to be alone."

~SL,PP~

I was an idiot. I knew that. I had just admitted I had feelings for a guy I barely knew. What the hell is wrong with me? I listened as my brothers and Pete slowly stood up and left leaving me alone in the room. I was shaking my head with shame. I was an idiot. Was I really in love with the guy? Did he like me? Christina you're an idiot. Remember the last time you got involved with a guy you had your heart ripped out and stepped on like a cockroach. You need to think this through: Am I in love with him? Do I see a future with him? I wanted to slam my fist into my face but my two broken arms stopped me from doing that action.