Coffee-Black

Chapter 2

Dean walked into the kitchen and was greeted by Liza wrapping herself around his legs. Dean smiled and picked her up, tapping her nose and making her grin.
"How are you Liza?" She made a thumbs up and Dean ruffled her braided hair. "That's great. Your aunt Charlie is being a big pain so I'm going to work in the kitchen while aunt Jo goes to work out front." Dean looked at Jo, who was currently icing a dozen cupcakes and she nodded, putting down the icing bag and going up front. "Have you gotten farther in your book sweetie?" Liza nodded and signed 'yes' which Dean had known since he learned the language a while back. "That's great. Why don't you go back to your book so I can do some work?" Liza nodded again and went to her corner of the kitchen, leaving Dean's thoughts to wander.
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When Dean woke up the next morning, the prostitute was gone, not leaving a note or anything. He was used to it, he just wished he could have something more... permanent. Well, that didn't matter. He was tired, he was hung over, and he had classes in... Two hours. Just great.
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"Dean. DEAN!" Dean looked up from the frosted cupcakes he had been staring at to Charlie, who was frowning. "Are you okay?" He nodded and took off his apron, setting it on the counter.
"M'fine Charlie. Just tired I think." Charlie nodded and took his apron off the counter. 
"I just got a call from Garth, he says he'll be here early because Benny's gone. Jo and I can take Liza for the night, you should get some rest. You seem tired, and sad." Dean nodded and grabbed his bag, walking over to Liza.
"Hey sweetie, daddy's gonna go home and you're going to stay at Charlie and Jo's for the night, does that sound good?" Liza nodded and Dean kissed her forehead, then started on his way back home. He needed to get home. Get some sleep or rest... Stop all this stress that he was getting. He just needed to stop...
He made his way into his bathroom, splashing his face and opening the medicine cabinet, getting out some sleeping pills. If he could just get some sleep, maybe he'd feel better.
He shook three into his hand, taking one more than safe because he was so tired, and took them, not feeling any effect. "I haven't slept for days... Maybe just two or three more pills..." Dean shook them into his hand and dry swallowed them, coughing and walking to his couch. Only two minutes after taking the pills, he started to feel the effects... But they were too strong. He felt like he was going to pass out. "Sh-it." Dean reached into his pocket and took out his phone, flipping it open and dialing for an ambulance.
"911, what's your emergency?" Dean was slipping away. The drugs were too much. He was only able to say one simple word.
"Help." Then he dropped the phone.
"Sir? Sir do you need help? I'm sending an ambulance, stay with me. Sir..." And that was when Dean passed out.

Omc short chapter and so much drama but him going to the hospital has a story line don't worry. ;)