Pairing: John!Michael x Female!Reader
Warnings: fluff
Summary: You're trying to live your life and help others as much as you can while Michael is out doing what he does best. When two hunters fall into your lap, Michael realizes the danger of the situation and comes right home, ready to give up everything for the woman he loves.
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"Hi, Gertrude. How are you doing today?" you greet your patient with a smile.
"Oh, just fine, dear. You know I love seeing your face but I hate being back here."
"I know. You did a great job last time. The cancer has gone down a bit. The treatment is working."
"Good. I'm glad," she smiles.
"I am here to take some blood and be on my say. I don't want to take up too much of your time."
"You're never a bother, dear."
She puts out the same arm you've been using for the past year to take blood. She has been battling cancer for a long time and has been seeing you for treatment since the beginning. The best part about being a nurse is seeing patients grow and heal. Gertrude is on her way if she keeps up the treatments.
You grab the blue tourniquet and tighten it around her upper arm to constrict the flow of blood. It makes for an easy vein. You wipe an alcohol pad across her skin to sterilize it before poking at her skin to get her veins to show.
"You've been drinking water, right?"
"Eight glasses a day. My daughter makes sure I have it. I forget sometimes."
"You have good veins. You're doing everything right." You grab the butterfly needle and she looks away before you stick her with the needle. She's been doing this for a long time but seeing the needle enter her skin still makes her squeamish. "Alright, the needle is in, you can look now."
"How have you and the baby been?" she asks with a smile.
You place your left hand on your growing stomach with a shy smile. When her blood is done filling one tube, you take it out and push in the next so that the second tube can be filled.
"He's doing so good. Kicking a lot," you chuckle.
"Awh, that's good, dear. I'm glad to hear it. I remember having my first child. It seems like she never slept because all she would do is kick me."
"Yeah, I'm glad he's not much of a mover, especially when I'm sleeping. He must sense I need a break," you wink. You get done filling all three tubes before taking the needle out and placing a cotton swab over the wound before tying it down with two pieces of skin tape. "Alright, I will be back in a little bit. You just relax."
"I'm not going anywhere," she smiles.
You leave her room and head back to the nurses' station where you package the blood correctly and have an intern rush this to the labs to get tested.
"So, when is Michael going to come by again?" one of your nurse friends, Jessica, asks. "We miss him."
"You only miss his cookies," you smirk.
"Maybe," she shrugs with a smile. "I can't help it. His cooking is so good."
Whenever Michael does have time to come down, he always brings something he cooked for you to share with the other nurses. It's his way of apologizing for never being around all the time.
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Supernatural Imagines: Book Two
FanfictionThis is the second book for the continuation of a compilation of all my supernatural imagines from my tumblr: @queen-of-deans-booty. Go check out my stuff there!
