Another Day in Hell

The Damned and the Saved (Dean's POV)

I heard murmurs coming from around me. Rushed and worried murmurs. There was a curious feeling that was flowing through my veins. It was definitely pain. But it was dull. Like a once sharp pencil that had been written with so much that it had worn down but was still very capable of writing down the words that it wished. The pain was like a heartbeat all throughout my body. Maybe if I just shift a little...it won't hurt ... as much... BAD IDEA!! ABORT!! ABORT!! I screamed. My eyes flew open and I was breathless with pain. "Dean!!" Someone yelled but I couldn't tell who. Oh dear god the pain! There were hand on my shoulders holding me down from thrashing about. "Dean!!" Sammy? I couldn't tell. The hands were causing a sharp fire type of pain to the upper left part of my chest where the demon had stabbed me multiple times. "M...mo...move!!" I grunt out between gritted teeth from pain and effort. The pressure from the hands lifted and along with them went the fiery pain. "Dean!?" I squint and look up, grunting from the pain of the movement. "You shouldn't be alive. Much less awake right now..." they say trailing off. "Sammy?" I ask ignoring the statement. "Yeah, Dean, it's me," he says moving a little to the side. My vision was a little blurry but I could still see the shapes of three people in the room. I counted off the people who it could be in my head. Sammy, Bobby, and ... who is that?? "Dean?" sam asked looking pail. "Dean you have to stay away" he said getting closer now. I fought to keep my eyes open but it felt like fighting the inevitable. "Cas can you do anything?" Ah so that's who the third figure was. "I'll try" he moved forward resting a hand on my side, which hurt like a bïtch. There was a bright white light, but then nothing. Nothing happened at all, nothing changed. I was still in paralyzing pain. I looked up to see a look of pure horror and astonishment plastered to Cas' face. "What happened?!" Sam called from across the room. It took Cas a second but he looked over to Sam "... nothing happened..." he returned his gaze to my wounds. "What do you mean nothing happened?! You're a freaking angel of the lord!" Sam yells. It was becoming increasingly hard to breathe. I could hear my ragged breathing in my ears along with Cas and Sam bickering about Cas' mojo being low from rescuing me from hell. "You pulled him out just for him to die in more pain?!" I could hear Sam's voice getting higher and more strung with anger and frustration. I opened my mouth to tell Sam that it was ok and that they should be happy to say least have been able to properly say goodbye, but I couldn't catch my breath to form the words. so it just came out as a painful rasp. As soon as they were done fighting, I was barely getting oxygen and in was in and out of the blackness. Sam rushed over to me, feeling for my pulse. He looked up at Bobby with a terrified expression. "It's weak. Very weak." Bobby was quiet for a moment before replying. "Maybe we should take him to a real hospital instead of using the supernatural, seeing how that's what got us here in the first place," he turned around to go get the car. "idjiots ."

A/N- sorry for the filler chapter but I needed it in here otherwise we'd be stuck in the same place. thanks for reading 😘