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Disclaimer 2: The title is from the song, Chasing Cars and I am not making money by using it as the title of my fanfic.
Chapter nine
March 5th, 2010 (part three)
Though Castiel felt like it was the longest drive he had experienced, the ambulance arrived at the hospital within minutes. The paramedics worked quickly, getting Naomi into the emergency room and receiving medical attention immediately. All the while, Castiel stood like a bystander who was frozen in time and unable to move.
He didn't move until one nurse came up to him and lead him to the waiting room. She asked him for an emergency contact number and before he knew it, he was giving her father's number. He knew that his father did not like being torn away from his work but he couldn't think of anyone else to call. Furthermore, although John Winchester had seemed like a good choice to call, he thought it might be suspicious if he gave the number of a stranger (albeit his neighbor), as oppose to the number of his father.
After writing down the number, the nurse smiled sympathetically and said to let her know if he would need anything before she left. Castiel nodded politely and looked around the room. Most people were asleep or seemed to be heading in that direction. Castiel didn't think he was going to be able to fall asleep.
A pile of magazines was stacked on a nearby table. He noticed a coloring book on top of the pile. A few crayons lay near it and Castiel decided to take it.
He opened the book and began coloring it. He was just about done with the first page when he heard the familiar voice and his blood ran cold. "What the hell are you doing with a coloring book, Castiel? You're not a child anymore!"
Upon hearing his father's voice, Castiel shut the book faster than lighting speed and looked up. Anna stood next to their father, her arms crossed, wearing a sour expression. Then again, she always looked annoyed. Naomi had deemed it, "the rebellious teenage stage." Castiel hoped that becoming a teenager wouldn't cause him to dye his hair a different color. He often wondered what had so strongly influenced his sister's choice.
Inias went to fill out some paperwork while Anna jumped into the chair next to Castiel's. She pinched his cheek before he had a chance to get away and said, "So how you doing, kid? Finding mom must've been traumatizing for you."
"How are you so calm?"
"Well with half a bottle of this- " She lifted the left side of her jacket to reveal a flask in the inside pocket. "-Calmness is my middle name."
"Your middle name is Jeanine." Castiel pointed out.
"Ugh, don't remind me, it's almost as bad as my first name." Anna scrunched up her nose in disgust.
"Dad's going to see you're drinking and he's going to kill you!"
"He's already killing me." She shifted her gaze away from Castiel and said, "And he's seen far worse shit than this."
"Anna!"
"Let's not pretend that you haven't heard worse." She gave him a pointed look. Castiel wondered how his sister could still be so logical even when she was half-drunk.
At that moment, Inias reappeared at the same time as the doctor came out of the room.
"Mrs. Milton lost a lot of blood and she might not make it."
"Well you have to be able to do something!" Inias glared at the doctor.
Dr. Smith sighed. "We're doing everything we can."
"Well fix her! We're having a child, dammit!" Dr. Smith shifted his gaze downward.
"Guess you're not having that child, father." Anna rolled her eyes.
"What?" Inias whispered dumbfounded.
"It appears that Mrs. Milton had a miscarriage prior to her suicidal attempt." Upon seeing Inias's shocked expression, Dr. Smith added, "I'll give you some time. If something happens, we'll tell you."
They were there for the entire day. During the evening, the doctor came to tell the Miltons the news. The look on the doctor's face told Castiel everything he needed to know.
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