Disclaimer: I own nothing of Supernatural. I do not receive any payment for writing these stories. I only claim my original character. **This has darker themes later in the story. Trigger warning**

CH 5 Awake

My room of darkness was no longer a retreat. Memories and actual physical pain, infiltrated my safe space. Voices started coming in from the rest of the world. "Good, Good news" a man's voice broke said.

"You already said that." another voice, deeper than the previous ones, responded. The voices started swirling together, and I couldn't, and didn't want to, keep them straight.

I heard the door open and more voices joined the mix. Mrs. McGill was here, and was talking. Her voice became louder than the others in the room as I focused on her. She squeezed my foot and called me Sweetie. She never called me that before. It became quiet and the pressure was lifted from my foot.

Then right next to my head I heard him, "I'm really going to miss you Megan." Then his warm, sweaty hand squeezed mine. I couldn't let him near me, and here he was touching my hand and whispering in my ear. Screaming filled my head and I felt the everything change from numbing darkness to searing hot light in a millisecond.

I jerked my hands closer to my body, in an effort of protecting myself and getting my hands away from his touch. My eyes flew open, my entire being leaping out of the last bit of quiet solace that I had been surrounded in. My eyes weren't adjusting to the light fast enough. My hands, balled into fists and raised up near my neck, drawn tight against my chest.

"Hey, hey….it's okay." A deep voice said, coming from the left side of my bed. "Sam, call for a nurse to come in."

Quickly looking in the direction of the voice, I saw the face behind that voice staring at me. Crouched low, and looking at me with intense, green eyes, was someone I recognized. I just couldn't place where. I looked around the rest of the room, noticing a tall man with long hair standing near the foot of my bed. Next to him was a man wearing a long, tan trench coat. I saw Mrs. McGill standing behind them, near the wall. And right next to me on the right, stood Mr. McGill.

My scanning of the room stopped as I saw him. Standing right there; he had let go of my hand and was standing at full height, but he was literally right next to me. I could hear the heart monitor speed up from somewhere in the room. Any pain I was in, was nothing compared to the burning in my chest as I stared at him.

I quickly uncurled my fists, and pulled off the monitor that was on my finger. Looking at my wrist and arm and the tubes that were attached to it, I started pulling at the tape. All I cared about was getting away from him.

"Wait...just hold on there. You're going to hurt yourself." The green eyed man said softly to me as he touched my left arm, where I was trying to pull the tape off.

I jerked my arm away and looked up, into his eyes. I opened my mouth to tell him not to touch me, but nothing came out. Right at that moment, a woman's voice came into the room. "Hi Megan! I'm Nurse Carrie, let's just clear out this room a bit and see how you're doing." The nurse started moving around and waved her hand to get people to move. The McGill's were the first to leave, Mr. McGill giving me one last look before he disappeared behind the curtain that hid the door. Trench coat man, was right behind them. The guy with long hair, waited for a moment for the one with green eyes to meet him at the foot of the bed.

"We'll get you once we are done." the nurse said to them, in a reassuring voice and with a smile.

They both nodded their heads and went behind the curtain to the door as well.

I watched the exchange silently, wondering just what the hell was going. And I needed to get away from this hospital as quickly as possible.

"She was absolutely terrified of you!" Dean was yelling at Cliff McGill in the waiting room they had been sent to. "What the hell did you do to her to make her so scared?!"

"Stop! Don't you dare yell at him!"

"I'm not going to stand here listening to this. Let's go. NOW!" Cliff yelled at his wife as he strode out the door.

, paused a moment to look after her husband, then towards Dean and Sam before lowering her eyes and turning and walking out the door.

"What the hell just happened?!" Dean yelled out at Sam and Cass as he raked his hand over his hair. "She wakes up and is terrified of him? Just like in the parking lot?"

Both Sam and Dean look at Cass expectantly, waiting for him to speak up.

"I have no answers for you. She is protected. I can't read into her past, future, she has a sort of shield surrounding her. To protect her from everything "supernatural". I truly do not know."

Dean just grunted and turned away looking out the waiting room doors. Sam shifted around and cleared his throat. He looked unsure what to say, so he opted for silence. He just moved closer to Dean and stood next to him, waiting to hear what to do next. All 3 men stayed like that until the doctor came into the room…...

**Author's Notes**

I'm so sorry I have been missing and not paying attention to my story(ies). My personal life has been busy, A friend passing (I HATE CANCER), a new baby, a move across the country, and dealing with just life. But I'm back and getting back to my alternate life in my other reality, writing. Much love and peace to everyone.