"Hey, how are you feeling?" I see a sympathetic face staring up at me.
"Um, who are you- ohhh you're the giant from the diner," I say, yawning, and smiling like an idiot.
"Well- hey!" he shouts getting defensive.
"Uh, shut up already! You're making my head hurt, god! Nice first impression," I mocked, feeling loopy.
"I could say the same to you," the giant snickered back.
"Ugh! Wha- what the hell did they give me? I feel like shit. Like, like I'm drunk. Am I drunk?" I ask, confused. The giant man laughs at me.
"Ok, so you were attacked. Now, don't freak out when I tell you but they were-" he starts, but I cut him off, also throwing off some of the wires that were hooked up to me. It now comes to my attention that I am in a hospital room. I try to sit up and I hit his head with the side of my hand, giving him the "yeah, I'm not stupid" look.
"Demons, duh. I'm not stupid Barney. You know, you're not as bright as I expected you to be," I smirk.
"Ok, you obviously got way too much of that medicine. Umm doctor, doctor we need assistance," he shouts to the people in the hallway, ushering one of the people (a doctor probably) inside my hospital room. "Um, doctor I believe that she may have been given too much of the medicine," Barney man addresses the doctor fella.
"Hmm, do you mind going in for an examination quick? It won't take long," the doctor says, getting like 2 inches from my face and smiling. His breath stinks. Yuck!
"Pft no you pervert! I ain't showin' you nothin'! Why don't you go give yourself an examination, you son of a bitch!" I grunt.
"Um yes, it does appear that she may have been given too much," the doctor explains, looking a bit embarrassed. And with that he sticks a needle up my arm (well, not without a fight of course), and I am off to sleepy land again...
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"Hey, hey wake up. Hey. Hey! Wake up!" I hear a man's voice yell. I don't recognize the voice.
"Huh, wha-who are you?" I ask, when I finally open my eyes. I am in the hospital room again, and I see a strange (but I'm not gonna lie, he was slightly good looking) man sitting at the edge of my hospital bed. Then I see the giant man again, sitting on a chair in the back of the room. "Ohh, you must be friends with giant man," I realize with a grin.
"Um, yeah, I'm Dean," the man sitting on the edge of my bed (probably Dean) says.
"And yeah, you should probably know that my name is Sam. Not giant!" the giant (ok, so probably Sam) adds.
"Ok," I reply. They both just stare at me for a moment, like they're waiting for something. I give them the "what do you want?" look.
"Um, and you are?" Dean asks, looking annoyed.
"Ohh, I forgot about that," I say with a shy smile. Dean rolls his eyes. Sam gives Dean a glare, and then looks back at me with complete focus. "I'm Haven. Just Haven," I confess.
"Haven. I like that name," I can hear Sam mumble.
"Um, so Haven. What where you doing with those demons?" Dean asks. He looks at my with a bit of annoyance and anger, like he's convinced I did something wrong.
"Um, well it kinda just always happens. The attacking, I mean. It's just like a regular thing I guess. I'm used to it," I tell them, not knowing why a feeling of shame crosses over me.
"Haven, that's not a good sign. You should never be that used to demon attacks. Are you even a hunter?" Sam asks me, looking worried.
"Well, no," I begin, but Sam cuts me off.
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The Unknown and the Forgotten (a Castiel Love Story)
FanfictionMy name is Haven. Just Haven. Being on my own my whole life has been hard. It's taught me a lot. But the reason that I was on my own my whole life, has taught me even more. And, you could say that I have some experience with the supernatural as well...
