She began cutting my shirt from the bottom to the top. When she had finished cutting it she opened up to reveal my Anti Possession Tattoo right on my heart.
"That's a strange tattoo." She said.
"Uh, yeah. Kinda got this in a dare." I lied. Hershel came over and his face looked shocked.
"Patrica, can you get her a cup of water?" She looked at him and nodded before leaving. I raised a brow.
"Who are you people?" Me and Dean looked at him confused.
"What do you mean?"
"You guys are hunters." My brows went up in surprised.
"You were a hunter gramps?" He nodded.
"Let me Guess, you know Bobby?" He looked at Dean and nodded again.
"It's nice to meet another person who knows him."
"Is he-"
"Nah he's still up and kicking." He nodded understanding. The woman came back with a cup and gave it to Dean who helped me drink it by lifting my head. I drank some of it before Dean came to my other side and sitting in the seat. Patricia connected a needle in my arm. I winced at the small prick. I looked over at dean and gave him a reassuring smile. He smiled softly as the needle was injected in him once again.
Dean looked over at Hershel.
"Hey gramps, so when Shane and the guy-"
"Otis." He corrected him.
"The son of a bitch who shot my sister-"
"Dean it was an accident."
"No, Daph-"
"Dean Winchester!" I hissed as I get a small sting from the wound.
"If they can come back, you can preform the surgery? You've done this before?" Dean asked.
"Dean, I'm on this bed with bullet fragments in my damn stomach. We can't just stroll in the ER like before. Not now."
"I know. I know. But you can do this, right?"
"Yeah, of course. I'm a vet." Dean was shocked and I was too. I suddenly became a bit nervous. Maybe I should let Cass heal me...
"A vet? Like- Like with animals?" Dean asked hoping it wasn't that.
"A veterinarian." I pursed my lips together. Silence took over until I speak up.
"Well...At least he has somewhat experienced. All we ever do is use alcohol and dental floss." I said. Dean opened his mouth to say something but closed it when he knew I was right. Then they began the blood transfusion.
-/-
It grew dark already and they were not back. My brothers and the angel grew worried. Hershel was checking my pressure and I get a bit tired. "Pressures dropping again. We can't wait much longer."
"I'll live. I've suffered through worse." I muttered.
"Take some more. Whatever she needs. Then I'm going to go." Dean said.
"Where?" Sam asked.
"They said five miles. They should be back by now. Somethings wrong." Dean said
"Are you insane?" Sam said standing up.
"Listen to your brother, Dean."
"I'm not letting my sister die!" He said.
"You're in no condition to do anything. You gave too much blood. You're barely on your feet."
"Watch me. Cass!" On cue Cass walked inside confused.
"Heal-"
"No." I groaned. Dean looked at me as if I just told him I was pregnant again.
"Daph-"
"Damn it, Dean!" I glared at him.
"If I die on this bed and you're gone. I'll come back and kick your ass." I said.
"I can't just sit here!"
"You can and you will." I said groaning again.
"I'll go." We looked to see Rick at the door.
"Rick no-"
"You saved my son, I owe you this."
"Stay, your wife and son need you." He shook his head.
"Give them at least- how much I got?"
"Not sure."
"Well...give them a few hours. If they don't come, then fine." I gave them my puppy eyes and they agreed. How do you think Sam knew how to get what he wants?
So they decided to wait. Rick and his family went to sleep while we stayed up playing Uno. Ace was asleep next to me while I teamed up with Cass since he still didn't understand. I currently held four cards. A plus four, a red 5, a blue reverse card, and a red Skip. The plus four was my only Ace.
"Sorry Sammy but I need to do this." He showed a red Skip card and I looked a Sam who had a betrayed look.
"Don't worry Samuel L Jackson, Cass give him the red one." Cass took the red card from my deck and placed it down. I saw Sam scoff before chuckling.
"Go ahead Sammy." I said.
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Echos in the Dark
Fanfiction"Life's already hard as it is with creatures that you tell your children about at night being real. But Now zombies? And this was because someone opened Pandora's box." "Doesn't mean we need to keep it a secret." "Look at them, do you honestly belie...
