A few weeks have passed since Kristin and the Winchesters parted ways. This is my rewrite of the episode "Faith". Enjoy and please review! Cheers, xxLois.
It was 3 am when Kristins cellphone rang and ripped her out of yet another pleasant dream she was having about Dean. Damn, that cocky green eyed guy had gotten under her skin more than she liked to admit.
This better be important, she thought and answered her phone without bothering to check the Caller ID.
"Hello." She sounded grumpy.
"It´s me Sam."
"Hey Sammy, what´s the emergency?" Groggily, she sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"It´s Dean. He had an accident and it doesn´t look good. I.. I .. I don´t know what to do. I tried to call Dad but he doesn´t answer and you were the only other person I could think of."
"Calm down honey. What happened?"
"We were on a hunt and he got electrocuted. The doctors said that he had a heart attack."
"Text me your exact location and I will be there as soon as possible. Stay strong Sammy, we´re going to get through this together."
"Thanks. See you soon." He hung up.
Kristins phone rang again and she wrote down the adress Sam had sent her. She phoned the aiport and booked the first flight to Nebraska which was leaving at 6am.
Packing her bags in a rush, she called a cab and headed off to the airport.
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Kristin arrived at the hospital at around 8.30am and went straight to Deans room. Sam was sitting outside by the door, clutching a paper cup of coffee in his shaking hands. He stood up once he spotted her and pulled her into a hug.
"I´m so sorry Sammy." She whipered into his ear as she soothingly rubbed his back. "How is he now?"
"Speaking of sleep, you should get some rest aswell. I´ll stay with him." Sam was about to protest but she cut him off before he could say a word. "I won´t take no for an answer. Just try to get a couple of hours of sleep. Don´t worry he´s in good hands. I promise that if something comes up I´ll call you right away."
Sam knew she was right and went back to the motel without objecting any further.
Kristin entered Deans room and closed the door behind her quietly. It broke her heart to see him like that, so pale and fragile looking.
She approached his bed, took off her shoes and got under the sheets next to him. He didn´t wake up as she carefully draped a leg around him and rested a hand on his chest. Listening to the sound of his heartbeat, she slowly drifted off to sleep.
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A few hours later Dean woke up and a smile crept upon his face as he watched the sleeping girl next to him. She looked so peaceful, almost childlike. He pulled her a little closer and inhaled the sweet coconut scent of her hair as if it was a drug, his own personal drug.
Her hand was still resting on his chest and he covered it with his own.
She opened her eyes to find Dean looking at her with an amused look on his face.
"Do I have crazy hair or what´s so funny?" Kristin smiled back.
"Nothing, your hair´s fine. How..."
"Sam called me and I took the first flight out here." She cut him off and sat up. "How are you holding up?"
"I´m alright, no pain or anything."
Just then Doctor Crawford entered the room with a nurse in tow. Kristin stood up and slipped her shoes on.
"Hello, my name´s Dr Crawford and this is Nurse Willis. And you are?" He extended his hand and Kristin shook it.
"My girlfriend." Dean cut her off and squeezed her ass before resting his hand on her hip. Oh, how he had waited to do that.
He´s so gonna pay for that, Kristin shot him a brief glare and then turned back towards the doctor with a smile on her face.
Just then Sam entered the room, looking a little better than he did yesterday. "Hi." He greeted everyone and walked up next to Kristin.
"So Dr Crawford, what´s wrong with my boyfriend?"
"He suffered a myocardinal infarction which left irreversible permanent damage. I´m sorry to tell you that he has about a month left to live."
A tear ran down her cheek and she held onto Deans hand like it was her lifeline. The doctor and nurse left the room after giving him his medication.
"It´s ok." Dean sat up and pulled her into a hug.
"How can you say that? Haven´t you heard what he said? Nothing´s ok." She sobbed and wiped her eyes dry. Don´t cry, you´ve got to stay strong, she told herself over and over again.
Sam exited the room without saying a word and took out his cellphone. This was the tenth time he tried to reach John but once again it went straight to voicemail. "Damn it, Dad." he cursed.
"Hey Sammy." He turned around to see Kristin standing there. "I was worried about you."
"I tried to reach Dad again but it went straight to voicemail, as usual." He paused for a moment and clenched his hands into fists. "His own son is going to die and he doesn´t even bother to answer a simple phone call."
Kristin pulled him into a hug. "Well, I´m here now. You are not alone in this. We´ll save Dean."
"Thank you. I´m heading back to the motel to do some research."
"Good idea Sam. I´ll stay here. See you later." She gave him a peck on the cheek and headed back.
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"Dean, what the hell do you think you´re doing?" She demanded as she saw him pack his things together.
"Checking myself out. I´m not going to waste the little time I have left in this hospital." Kristin was about to object but she was silenced by his lips pressing on hers. "Stop me if you can." He breathed into her mouth and took his bag.
She slapped the back of his head. "Son of a bitch, that hurt." He cursed.
"Dude, don´t for a second think that you can just grope my ass in public and kiss me whenever you please."
"Admit it, you liked it." He said teasingly and smirked.
"Oh you wish, sweetheart."
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Dean and Kristin took a cab back to the motel and were welcomed by a very astonished Sam.
"What the hell are you doing here Dean? You were supposed to stay in the hospital for a couple of days."
"Dude seriously, I´m not going to die in a hospital where the nurses aren´t even hot." He sounded like he was back to his usual cocky self. Kristin just rolled her eyes.
Sorry for yet another sudden ending. Stay tuned for the next chapter. Please leave a review! Thanks. xxLois87