Just wanted to let you know that I have completely rewritten this entire story. Soon, I'll be moving on to 'When You're Gone'. I just really think that with the awkward wording, grammar and misspelling should be fixed. It bugged me, lol. This also means something's may have changed so if you want to re-read this whole story, that's cool :)
As the wrecked impala sat there, Sam became aware of his surroundings the moment he heard footsteps outside the car. Within moments, a demon possessing a truck driver ripped the door off its hinges. The demon smirked at Sam as he pointed the colt at him.
"Back. Or I'll kill you, I swear to god." Sam threatened.
"You won't. You're saving that bullet for someone else." The demon replied matter-of-factly.
"You wanna bet?"
The demon smiled as Sam cocked the colt. Making a quick decision, the demon fled the truck driver causing Sam to uncock the colt and let his head fall back in relief.
"Oh my god…" The truck driver said in sorrow.
"Dad?" Sam called to John, earning no reply from the man next to him.
"Did I do this?"
"Jenn?" Sam tried but earned no reply from her either. "Dean? Dean!"
By morning, the field where the wrecked impala laid was surrounded by rescue choppers and ambulances.
One by one, Sam, Jenn, Dean and John were loaded onto stretchers. John and Dean remained unconscious while Jenn drifted in and out, leaving Sam fully aware of what was going on.
"Significant passenger side intrusion. Unresponsive. BP is 180 over 60, heart rate 95, 95." One of the paramedics said, referring to Dean.
"Tell me if they're okay!" Sam yelled at the paramedics.
"You have to stay still!" The female paramedic said.
"Are they even alive?"
Luckily for Sam, he was able to walk around almost immediately. After his cuts were cleaned up, his doctor came in and let him know the conditions of John and Jenn. He hasn't found out much about Dean because they were still doing some tests on him.
John suffered a dislocated shoulder and a couple of cuts and bruises. Jenn suffered a minor concussion along with a few cuts and bruises. The doctor was happy to say that Jenn's baby was alive and healthy by some miracle, considering the severity of the crash.
"Have you heard anything about Dean?" Jenn asked as she dressed behind the curtain.
"Nope. Doctor said they should be finishing up his tests any minute." Sam replied.
"Good. Let's go." Jenn said as she opened up the curtain.
Sam nodded his head and led Jenn to Dean's room. As they turned the corner, the two stop in unison and stare at him for a moment. It was hard for the two to see Dean's broken body surrounded by machines, which included a life support machine.
The two held back tears as they slowly walked in. Sam looked over to Jenn before he grabbed her hand to try to comfort her.
Unbeknownst to the two young hunters, Dean was awake in a way. They couldn't see him because he was having an out of body experience; meaning he was alive, but his spirit is out of his body and walking around.
"Your father's awake. You can go see him if you like." The doctor said as he entered the room.
"Thank god." Jenn said in unison to Dean.
"Doc, what about my brother?" Sam asked.
"Well, he sustained serious injury: blood loss, contusions to his liver and kidney. But it's the head trauma I'm worried about. There are early signs of cerebral edema." The doctor answered.
"Well, what can we do?"
"Well, we won't know his full condition until he wakes up. If he wakes up."
"If?" Jenn asked as her voice broke.
"I have to be honest…"
"Oh, screw you, Doc, I'm waking up." Dean's spirit said, overlapping the doctor.
"Most people with this degree of injury wouldn't have survived this long. He's fighting very hard. But you need to have realistic expectations."
"Come on, guys. Go find some hoodoo priest to lay some mojo on me. Sam? Jenn?"
"Thanks doc." Sam said.
The doctor nodded before turning around to leave. Sam put his arm around Jenn as she buried her head in his shoulder, letting out some of her tears.
"I'm waking up, Jenn. I promise." Dean said as he watched her cry.
While one arm was caught in a sling, John Winchester awkwardly pulled a card out of his wallet and passed it to Sam.
"Here. Give them my insurance." John said.
"Elroy McGillicutty?" Sam asked with a smile as Jenn looked at John with her eyebrows raised in amusement.
"And his two loving sons and adopted daughter. So, what else did the doctor say about Dean?"
"Nothing. Look, the doctors won't do anything, then we'll have to, that's all. I don't know, I'll find some hoodoo priest and lay some mojo on him." Sam furrowed his eyebrows, realizing that's something more along the lines of what Dean would have said.
"We'll look for someone." John said more to Jenn than Sam.
"But guys, I don't know if we're gonna find anyone."
"Why not? Sam found that faith healer before." Jenn replied.
"Right, that was, that was one in a million."
"So what? Do we just sit here with our thumbs up our ass?" Sam asked angrily.
"No, I said we'd look. Alright? I'll check under every stone. Where's the Colt?"
"Your son is dying, and you're worried about the Colt?" Sam's anger rose as Jenn scoffed and turned to look out the window.
"We're hunting this demon, and maybe it's hunting us too. That gun may be our only card."
"It's in the trunk. They dragged the car to a yard off of I-83." Jenn said as she tried to calm down.
"Alright. You've gotta clean out that trunk before some junk man sees what's inside."
"I already called Bobby. He's like an hour out, he's gonna tow the Impala back to his place." Sam said.
"Alright. You, you go meet up with Bobby. You get that Colt, and you bring it back to me. And you watch out for hospital security."
"I think we've got it covered."
"Hey. Here. I made a list of things I need, have Bobby pick them up for me."
"Acacia? Oil of Abramelin? What's this stuff for?" Jenn asked curiously as she took the paper from John.
Sam and Jenn head to the door, but Sam stopped and turned around.
"Hey, Dad? You know, the demon, he said he had plans for me, and children like me. Do you have any idea what he meant by that?" Sam asked the question that's been bugging him for a bit.
"No, I don't."
"Oh man, Dean is gonna be pissed." Jenn said as she, Sam and Bobby walked up to the totaled impala.
"Look, guys. This... this just ain't worth a tow. I say we empty the trunk, sell the rest for scrap." Bobby said.
"No. Dean would kill us if we did that. When he gets better he's gonna want to fix this."
"There's nothing to fix. The frame's a pretzel and the engine's ruined. There's barely any parts worth salvaging."
"Listen to me, Bobby. If there's only one working part, that's enough. We're not just going to give up on..."
"Okay. You got it."
"Here, uh, Dad asked for you to get this stuff for him." Sam said, handing Bobby the list.
"What's John want with this?"
"Protection from the demon?" Bobby gave Sam a look. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just, um…"
"Bobby? What's going on?"
"I'm gonna be straight with you. Majority of the list is for summoning the demon. Not protection."
Bobby slowly turned around and headed inside to gather what he could, leaving Sam and Jenn clearly upset.
"What the hell is he doing? His son is dying and he wants to summon the demon for a little battle?" Jenn asked angrily as she paced.
"I don't know what he's planning but this is selfish. He cares more about this demon than Dean." Sam piped up in agreement.
Sam and Jenn walk into John's room and immediately stood in the corner.
"Sammy, Jenn. Please tell me one of you can freaking hear me. There's something in the hospital. Now, you've got to bring me back and we've got to hunt this thing." Dean told them.
"You're quiet." John said as he watched Sam look out the window and Jenn look at her feet.
Angrily, Sam turned around and threw the bag down on the bed.
"Did you think we wouldn't find out?" Sam yelled.
"What are you talking about?" John asked in the same tone.
"That stuff from Bobby, you don't use it to ward off a demon, you use it to summon one. You're planning on bringing the demon here, aren't you? Having some stupid macho showdown?"
Jenn sighed, knowing where this was going. Sure she was angry, but the yelling between Sam and John tended to become out of hand. At this point, the two of them arguing isn't gonna help Dean right now.
"Sam..." Jenn started, trying to stop him.
"I have a plan, Sam." John said.
"That's exactly my point! Dean is dying, and you have a plan! You know what you care more about killing this demon than you do saving your own son!" Sam yelled.
"No, no, no, guys don't do this!" Dean yelled.
"That's enough!" Jenn yelled before John overlapped her.
"Do not tell me how I feel! I am doing this for Dean." John yelled at Sam.
"How? How is revenge going to help him? You're not thinking about anybody but yourself, it's the same selfish obsession!" Sam continued.
"Stop!" Jenn continued to yell unsuccessfully.
"You know, it's funny, I thought it was your obsession too! This demon killed your mother, killed your girlfriend. You begged me to be part of this hunt. Now if you'd killed that damn thing when you had the chance, none of this would have happened." John added.
"It was possessing you, Dad; I would have killed you too." Sam retaliated.
"Yeah, and your brother would be awake right now."
"Shut up, both of you!" Dean yelled.
"Go to hell." Sam said, lowering his voice, but still just as angry.
"Sam, please. Stop." Jenn practically begged as she grabbed his arm.
"I should have never taken you along in the first place. I knew it was a mistake, I knew I was wrong —" John continued.
"I said shut up!" Dean yelled, knocking over a glass of water.
Since Dean was invisible, Sam, Jenn and John looked at the glass confused while Dean was shocked he was able to knock it down.
"Dude, I full-on Swayze'd that mother."
They snapped back to their senses when they heard and saw nurses and doctors running by in the hallway.
Almost immediately, Dean sunk to his knees as he became confused to how he all of a sudden felt pain.
"What is it?"
"Something's going on out there." John said, motioning for Sam and Jenn to check it.
Jenn walked to the door and checked the hallway and immediately ran down the hall when she realized they were in Dean's room. Jenn stopped at the door and saw the doctors and nurses surround Dean and tried resuscitating him.
"All clear." The doctor said.
"No." Jenn said to herself as she was about to go in.
She was grabbed from behind to stop her from interrupting the doctors. She turned around, knowing it was Sam and buried her head into his chest. Sam watched the scene before him with tears in his eyes as Jenn prayed that this was all a bad dream.
"Still no pulse." One of the nurses said.
"Okay, let's go again, 360." The doctor said.
Dean walked up behind them and looked in his room to see what was going on. When he saw a ghostly figure above his body he walked into the room.
"You get the hell away from me." Dean yelled at the ghostly figure, not noticing it moving. "I said get back!"
Jenn lifted her head and looked towards the room, swearing she heard Dean's voice. When she saw that everything was the same, she looked up to Sam and noticed his brows furrowed in confusion. That's the moment she knew he had to have heard it too.
Dean grabs at the ghostly figure before he was flung back against the wall. The ghost quickly left the room, causing the machines in the room to slow and quiet. Dean followed the ghost, but then came back as he realized it's vanished.
"We have a pulse. We're back into sinus rhythm." The nurse said, causing Sam and Jenn to sigh in relief.
"Don't worry guys. I'm not going anywhere. I'm getting that thing before it gets me. It's some kind of spirit, but I could grab it. And if I can grab it, I can kill it." Dean said as he stood by them.
Sam turned to look down the hallway, unsure of what exactly was going on. He knew for a fact that he heard Dean say something earlier.
"What do you mean, you felt something?" John asked the two.
"I mean it felt like, like Dean. Like he was there, just out of eyeshot or something." Sam answered.
"Do you think his spirit could be around?" Jenn asked both Sam and John.
"Anything's possible." John replied.
"Well, there's one way to find out." Sam said.
"Where are you going?"
"I gotta pick something up, I'll be back."
Sam turned to walk out of the room, Jenn following right behind him.
"Wait, Sam...Jenn, I promise I won't hunt this demon. Not until we know Dean's okay."
They both nod before leaving.
"I'm gonna stay with Dean." Jenn said as she stopped in the middle of the hallway.
"Are you sure?" Sam asked, earning a nod from her. "Do you want anything?"
"No, I'm alright."
"Well, considering you haven't eaten, I'll bring something back. You have to remember, you're eating for two now."
"Thanks. Be careful."
Sam offered Jenn and small smile before heading toward the parking lot. Jenn sighed to herself and headed to Dean's room. She held her composure as she slowly walked in the room, taking in the scene before her. It killed her to see Dean so broken; so lifeless; so…..vulnerable.
Jenn walked over to the side of the bed and kissed Dean's forehead before she sat down in the chair closest to her.
"You know, when you wake up, I'm gonna have to kick your ass for scaring me like this." Jenn weakly joked as she grabbed Dean's hand. "It's weird for me right now, talking to you and knowing I won't get an answer back. You always have some smart ass thing to say."
Dean gave a small chuckle as he watched Jenn sit there and talk to his body.
"Dean, don't you give up on me. You have so much to live for. You have Sam, your dad, me…and the baby. It's okay….well, she's okay."
Dean sighed in relief before he froze. Jenn said 'she'….he was gonna be a father to a little girl. Although in spirit form, he's never felt so happy until this moment.
"I was planning on telling you about her sooner, but everything started caving in on us. Things with Sam's psychic thing were starting to get a little out of control and then Meg kidnapped your dad. Either way, I'm sorry I didn't say anything sooner. But you can't leave any of us now. We need you….I need you, Dean. I can't do this by myself."
Dean held back tears as he watched Jenn's tears flow freely. With this reaper on his ass, he knew the odds were against him. He knew he most likely wasn't coming back; he knew he wasn't gonna be there for her; he knew that he was never gonna meet his daughter. If there was anything that would tear him up inside at this moment, it would be the fact he'll never see his little girl be born and grow up.
Sam walked into Dean's hospital room with a bag of food in one hand and another bag in the other. He stopped for a moment when he saw that Jenn had fallen asleep with her head resting on the side of the bed. He quietly put the bags down before walking over to her and gently shook her awake.
"Hey, I'm back." Sam whispered gently.
Jenn squeezed her eyes shut briefly before sitting straight and stretching. She watched as Sam pulled out a box labeled as the 'Mystical Talking Board'.
"Hey. I think maybe you're around. And if you are, don't make fun of me for this, but um, well, there's one way we can talk." Sam said, hoping Dean was around.
"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." Dean said while he was leaning against the wall.
Jenn quirked an eyebrow at Sam before joining him on the floor. Sam opened the box and pulled out the board, setting it up in front of him and Jenn.
"Dean? Dean, are you here?" Sam asked.
"God, I feel like I'm at a slumber party." Dean said he pushed himself off the wall and sat on the opposite side of the board. "All right, Sam. This isn't going to work."
Sam and Jenn each had their fingers set on the pointer when Dean placed his fingers and slid the pointer to 'YES'.
"I'll be damned." Dean said as Sam and Jenn gasp.
"It's good to hear from you, man. It hasn't been the same without you, Dean." Sam said laughing in relief.
Dean began sliding the pointer around the board, causing Jenn and Sam to pay attention.
"Dean, what? H? U? Hunt? Hunting? What, are you hunting?" Jenn asked as she watched the pointer slide back to 'YES'.
"It's in the hospital, what you're hunting? Do, do you know what it is?" Sam asked.
"One question at a time, dude." Dean said.
"What is it?"
The pointer slides again, so far giving Sam and Jenn the letters R, E, A, P.
"I don't think its killing people. I think it's taking them. You know, when their times just up." Dean said as he continued to slide the pointer along the board.
"A reaper. Dean. Is it after you?"
There was a pause before Dean slid the pointer to 'YES'. Jenn closed her eyes and took in a deep breath as Sam stared at the pointer.
"If it's here naturally, there's no way to stop it."
"Yeah, you can't kill death."
"Man, you're, um..."
"I'm screwed, Sam."
"No. No, no, no, um, there's gotta be a way. There's gotta be a way. Dad'll know what to do." Sam said as he stood up and headed to John's room.
Jenn sat there, still trying to absorb what she and Sam just learned. She sighed and got up and just as she was headed out the room, Sam came back with John's journal.
"He wasn't there." Sam said.
"What?" Jenn asked.
"Where is he?" Dean asked.
"But we got Dad's journal, so who knows? Maybe there's something here." Sam said to Jenn and Dean, knowing Dean was still there.
Sam handed Jenn the journal as she sat down. She began to leaf through it while Sam read over her shoulder. The two would occasionally glance up at Dean's unconscious body, which caused the spirit Dean to stand and read over Jenn's other shoulder.
"Thanks for not giving up on me, guys." Dean said as he watched the two of them for a moment.
Jenn turned to a page about reapers. Dean read something causing his eyes to go wide.
"Son of a bitch." Dean said before walking out of the room.
"Look, I know this is all we've read, but it says absolutely nothing on how to get the reaper off him." Jenn said.
"Well, then let's get to researching." Sam said.
With Sam's trusty brand new laptop (that he just so happened to pick up when he got the Ouija board), the two spent all night looking for anything. After hours of researching, they found nothing and accidentally fell asleep. But when they woke up, they continued looking, unwilling to give up on Dean.
As they were deep into their work, Dean suddenly woke up, gasping for air as he choked on the tube in his throat.
"Dean? Help! I need help!" Sam yelled into the hallway.
"I can't explain it. The edemas vanished. The internal contusions are healed. Your vitals are good. You have some kind of angel watching over you." The doctor said.
"Thanks, doc." Dean said before the doctor left. "So you said a Reaper was after me?" he asked Jenn and Sam.
"Yeah." Sam said.
"How'd I ditch it?"
"You got me. Dean, you really don't remember anything?"
"No. Except this pit in my stomach. Something's wrong."
They were interrupted by on knock on the door from John.
"How you feeling, dude?" John asked Dean.
"Fine, I guess. I'm alive." Dean replied.
"That's what matters."
"Where were you last night?" Sam asked, full attitude in check.
"I had some things to take care of."
"Well, that's specific."
"Come on, Sam." Dean started, trying to extinguish the small fire Sam almost started.
"Did you go after the demon?"
"No." John replied calmly.
"You know, why don't I believe you right now?"
"Sam..." Jenn started.
"Can we not fight? You know, half the time we're fighting, I don't know what we're fighting about. We're just butting heads. Sammy, I, I've made some mistakes. But I've always done the best I could. I just don't want to fight anymore, okay?" John said, almost pleading.
"Dad, are you all right?" Sam asked, confused.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm just a little tired. Hey, son, would you, uh, would you mind getting me a cup of caffeine?"
"Yeah. Yeah, sure. Jenn, come with me?"
"Sure." Jenn said, patting Dean's hand as she put it down.
John watched with a sad smile as the two walked out of the room.
"What is it?" Dean asked John.
"Remember when Dean said that something wasn't right?" Jenn asked as she and Sam walked back from the cafeteria.
"Yeah." Sam replied.
"Your dad was acting a little off."
On the way back Dean's room, the two pass by John's. They glanced as they passed and stopped when they found him lying on the ground.
"Dad?" Sam said more to himself.
Sam dropped the coffee as he and Jenn ran into the room to check on him. When they found no pulse, they screamed for help. When help came, they were pushed aside as they tried to resuscitate him.
Hearing all the commotion, Dean headed down the hallway…well, more like limped due to some aches he had. He froze in the doorway in between Sam and Jenn as they watch the doctors and nurses work on John. A nurse walked up to them trying to get them out.
"No, no, no, it's our dad. It's our dad." Dean said to the pushy nurse.
"Come on..." Jenn pleaded as the nurse left them alone.
"Okay, stop compressions." The doctor said.
"Come on, come on." Dean said in the same tone as Jenn.
"Still no pulse." The nurse said.
"Okay, that's it everybody." The doctor announced.
"I'll call it. Time of death: 10:41 am."
The three younger hunters stood there in a mixture of sadness and shock.
John Winchester was dead.