Rejected And Reformed Me

Chapter 20: Confirmation

Dean's POV

We sit there for what feels like days but is actually probably only a few hours. We've given up the talk about how Erin might still be with us. Six hours since she went under and still no word from the doctors. Nancy hadn't came out either so we didn't have anyone to ask. I sigh now thinking about it.

Everyone here was glum and feeling slightly sick. Jane and Olivia were sat huddling together, crying their eyes out. Matt and Chris either side of them with their arms around their mates shoulders, soothing them when really they didn't look much better. Jareth was sitting with Heath and Jeremy with such a pale look on his face he could of been dead. Even Jack and Khyan weren't cracking their usual jokes and were just sitting. I sigh again and hide my face in my hands.

My phone beeps; announcing a yet message and I check to see its from Bing. I smile slightly. Ever since Erin's pack back at home had heard they were texting us every bad name in the book to call the person who did this to Erin. It's been a while since their last text though as they'd temporarily forgotten any words they hadn't said. I smile at the two words on my screen, 'They're douches.'. I lock my phone again and put it back in my pocket.

My parents had given me some space, giving me at first few words of comfort and then left me be, knowing it was hard enough for me to just, I don't know. Just accept things, maybe? I give up, I can't think straight. Not now. Not like this.

I sigh and run my hand through my hair. Why was life never how you wanted it to be?

I hear a door open to my right and my head snaps up in a flash. I look to see which door and I see Nancy, followed by Geoffrey's healer, followed by the doctor. Nancy's smiling so that must mean a good thing. I look at the doctor expectantly and he sighs.

"There's the good news and the bad news, which one first?" He asks.

"The good." I answer automatically. The others nod.

"OK, then, Erin is alive and stable." The doctor says and a tsunami of relief rushes over me as I lean back in my chair. Then my gut wrenches then.

"Wh-what's the bad news?" I ask cautiously as my stomach twists and turns in anticipation. The doctor pulls a face and then sighs.

"She won't wake up. We've tried everything but she refuses to even move. The only movement we have registered is her chest rising up and down as she breaths. She should have woken up an hour ago but that seems yet to be the case. The main importance is that she's alive. She narrowly dodged death though, if you had got her here a second later she probably would have been gone. The SilverBrave blood in her and the Alpha blood is pure so I'm pretty sure she can cope. But I'm not sure why she might not be waking up. Has she got a mate?" The doctor asks and everyone nods stiffly, "Then I suggest you bring him here very quickly to sort her out."

I growl, "Kyle is going no where near her!" I say and there is murmurs of agreement. The doctor looks at me, silently questioning me. "He rejected her." I explain and there's a flash of anger in the doctors blue eyes, magnified slightly by his glasses.

"Very well, anyone here really close to her?You might be able to help her." The doctor says and as I look to Jareth everyone else looks to me.

"I vote Jareth." I say.

"Nonsense, you're her girlfriend," Jareth says. "Everyone thinking Dean raise your hand." Jareth says and everyone's hands slowly go in the end.

"Fine." I sigh. It's not because I don't want to see Erin, I'm all up for that. But if she dies while I'm there I don't think I could live with myself.

"Dean, you can do it, don't give in to your fears." Jareth says, nodding in encouragement. Everyone follows his lead. I get up and look at the doctor, he points to the door he came out of and I walk in there to find Erin, as pale as marble, on a hospital bed wrapped in a blanket. I sigh as I look at her heart rate on the screen. It looks normal enough. I walk over to her and take her hand whilst sitting down on the chair her bed. I lifther hand and put it on my cheek and then lean into her touch. Her skin is cold and she's still as white as a ghost but at least her heart rate seems like she's fine.