All You Did was Save my Life

Waking

Little OOC

            "Are you sure? Gabriel and I can come back."

            "Cassie, relax. The boys are eating three meals a day, they're clean, and the house is still standing," Balthazar said.

            "It has only been one day," Cas pointed out, "But I don't know when we'll be back, so are you sure-"

            "Goodbye Cas."

            Cas sighed as Balthazar hung up the phone.

            "Everything good?" Dean asked.

            "According to Balthazar, yes," Cas replied, but Dean could tell he wasn't convinced.

            "Cas, relax," Dean said, "Once Bobby wakes up the Balthazar can bring the boys down, alright?" Cas nodded. "Good, now come on, let's get to the hospital."

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            Ellen sat in the chair next to Bobby's hospital bed, holding the still-unconscious man's hand.

            Nurses had been in and out of the room throughout the night, but no one had told her to leave so she had stayed by his side, willing him to wake up soon.

            "Jo and the others will be here soon," she murmured, "You planning on waking up soon?" No reply, though honestly, she wasn't really expecting one. She sighed and leaned her head forward and rested it on Bobby's arm. She remained there for a moment, feeling exhausted.

            "Yer neck's gonna hurt if ya sleep like that."

            Ellen's head snapped up so fast she was surprised she didn't get whiplash. She stared at Bobby and was surprised to find that she was staring back, a weak smile playing on his lips.

            "Bobby Singer!" she said, gaping at him, lost for words. She leaned forward, gripping his face, and kissed him.

            "Take it easy Harville," he said, "You want me to pass out from lack of oxygen?" He was smiling and seemed way too happy for someone who just gotten shot in the head.

            "Sorry," she said, "Sorry, I just... The doctor said your recovery was dependant on you waking up an I just wasn't expecting it to happen so quickly... I should go get the doctor."

            She made to stand, but Bobby held tight to her hand.

            "Hold up a minute," he said, "Tell me what happened."

            "What do you remember?" Ellen asked.

            "Running out of the warehouse with the boys," Bobby said and then looked worried. "Are they okay? Sam and Dean-"

            "They're fine," Ellen assured him, "Bobby, you were shot in the head."

            "I feel like I should remember that," Bobby said dryly and Ellen laughed, a few tears leaking from her eyes. "Never thought I'd see the day Ellen Singer was crying over my bed."

            She laughed again, but then look at him, confused.

            "I really think I should go get the doctor now," she said, "You just called me Ellen Singer."

            "Well, sounds better than Harville, doesn't it?" Bobby said.

            Ellen gaped at him. "Did you just..."

            He stared at her, smiling slightly and once again Ellen had the thought that he looked way too happy for a man who had just been shot.

            "Bobby Singer, did you just propose to me?" she asked incredulously.

            "Well, accordin' to you, I did almost die yesterday," he said, "Been waitin' to do that for a while, just ain't had a chance. You know, with the world almost ending an' all."

            She just continued to stare at him. "Bobby... you got shot," she said.

            "Exactly," he said, "Nearly died twice recently. Next time I might not be so luck to come back."

            "I... I don't... how are you even talking right now?" she said, "I'm dreaming right now, aren't I? You are way too coherent right now for nearly dying and being pumped full of morphine."

            "Is that a yes?"

            Ellen laughed and looked at him for another moment before finally nodding.

            "Yeah?"

            "Yeah," she said, "Yes, I'll marry you."

            "I don't got a ring or nothing," he said.

            "That's fine," she laughed, "Like I could wear a ring while hunting anyway."

Too cheesy? Probably a little, but I was actually really pleased with how this turned out. I've been waiting to write this scene for ages and I'm so glad it's finally here!

 

Thanks so much for reading and let me know what you think!