Don't Make Promises You Can't Keep || Dean's Daughter Fanfiction

Chapter 24

Harley ~

I woke up to find that Sam, Dean, and Jack were already packing. I sat up and immediately regretted my decision to do so due to a splitting headache. I groaned and rubbed my temple and they all noticed I was up.

"Morning sunshine," Dean said with his usual attitude.

"Morning smartass," I said in return.

"Hey, don't get mad at me just because you look like hammered crap," Dean replied.

"And you're always so wonderful to look at," I added. I stood up and fell back in the bed, I had forgotten about my knee. It was throbbing now and I had no pain meds and I couldn't even walk.

"You okay there?" Sam asked.

"No, my knee has a hole in it," I replied.

"Hold on, let me get some bandages out of the trunk," and he left.

"What happened to you in there?" Jack said.

"Well, I was being chased by demons and I ducked into the bathroom and decided to give myself up. That's when they didn't come to get me, they let me go," I said.

"They just let you go?" Dean asked.

"Well, yeah," I said.

"huh, never thought I'd see the day the demons let a Winchester go," he said.

"Don't get your hopes up, we still have to get the hell out of dodge," I said and lied back down.

"Can you walk?" Dean asked.

"I don't think so," I said. "My knee is messed up."

"Let me take a look," he said and I tensed up.

"Dean, please don't," I said.

"It'll only take a second," he said and knelt down in front of me and pulled the sticky jeans from my knee. I winced as he did so and after he examined it he got up. "I'm taking you to a hospital," He said simply.

"What?"

"You heard me, you are going to a hospital, the knife went into the bone," he said. " Jack, we'll meet you and Sam at Bobby's," Dean said.

"How are we going to get there?" Jack asked.

"Steal a car, take a bus I don't care," Dean said and left the room and Sam came back in.

"What's his problem?" Sam asked. Jack filled Sam in and they left soon after Dean came back with coffee. I was so exhausted I passed out I think because the next thing I saw was a white room and I was on a hospital bed with an I-V sticking out of my wrist.

I was still groggy when I asked, "Dean where are we?" even though it was obvious we were in a hospital. There was no answer. I looked around and no one was there. Figures, I thought as I sat up and ripped the I-V out. I tried to get down off the bed but I fell on the ground to discover that I had a big ass cast on my leg. "What the hell?" And I realized that I wouldn't be able to walk for a while and that really pissed me off. I scooted over to the edge of the bed and pulled myself up against it and took the crutches that were leaning against the wall. I walked/hopped around the room to try and find my clothes but there were none so I sat back down on the bed.

A nurse came in and saw that I had been up around the room and scolded me. She put the I-V back in and said, "In your condition you shouldn't be up sweetie."

"Where's my dad?" I asked.

"He'll be back but right now just lie down," her voice was so soothing and she was nice so I did what she told me. After about thirty minutes of channel flipping I found The Godfather so I sat there bored watching it. Ten minutes in Dean walked in with a burger and fries.