Saving Lucifer

Waking Up Human

Muffled voices pulled me from my sleep. Trying to open my eyes was a struggle. It felt as if I was pulling against them, prying my eyelids open. When they finally peeled apart, I was hit with burning bright light, forcing me to quickly close them again to block it out.

I tried to move, to readjust but everything in my body hurt. I faintly heard beeping in the background. It hurt to breathe, it felt as if I was hit by a bus.

Groaning in pain caused movement within the room and someone to my hand.

"Ange, hey it's Dean. You waking up?"

I tried to speak but something in my mouth prevented me from doing so. I attempted to raise my hand to feel my mouth but it was stopped by something attached to it. The beeping in the background began to irritate me.

Fighting to open my eyes again, I squinted against the bright light. Groaning in pain and frustration, I closed them again.

"Sammy, turn the lights out, it's too bright." Dean's voice was soft.

Sensing the room dimming, I tried opening my eyes again. Blinking against the sunlight flooding in from the window, the room slowly came into focus.

"Cas, she's awake." Sam called out.

Looking around I realized I was in a hospital room. My brows furrowed in confusion and I tried to speak again. Something was stuck in my throat. Removing my hand from Dean's, I raised it to my mouth to remove what was in my throat.

Sam and Dean were both over my bed pulling each hand away from me.

"No. No. Let the doctors do that." Sam said softly, he brushed his hand against my hair as he looked down at me.

I looked at him confused. I turned my head towards Dean, confused.

Narrowing my eyes, I tried to remember why I was in the hospital.

"Well, it's nice to see those beauties finally staring back at us." A doctor was standing next to Sam.

Sam quickly stepped away from the bed, moving to the other side with Dean. My brothers watched as the doctor looked me over.

"You gave us all quite a scare." The doctor continued. "How are you feeling?"

Not able to answer, I stared at him blankly.

"Feeling ok? Lightheaded or anything?" His questions kept coming.

My frustration rising, I glared, as I motioned to the hose down my throat.

"Yes. Yes, I'll get a nurse in here to remove that for you. But for now, I just need to look you over, check some things, and make sure you're ok well enough to have it removed."

My anger flared. I closed my eyes and concentrated on Castiel.

Cas, where are you? Why am I here?

Silence.

Cas? This doctor keeps talking to me like I can answer him with this thing in my throat. Where are you?

Nothing. I felt empty.

Feeling even more irritated, I concentrated on Lucifer.

Luce? Cas doesn't seem to hear my calls, can you?

Silence.

Luce?

What the hell, why wasn't anyone answering me?

Opening my eyes, I looked towards my brothers and moved my hand in a writing motion to indicate I needed a pen and paper.

Nodding, Sam moved to the stand near the bed and picked up a pad of paper. Dean handed me a pen as I took the pad from Sam. Frustrated, I began writing.