Hope (Destiel High School AU)

Chapter 25 - My Fault

*The next day*

I wake up and see a doctor standing next to deans bed, looking at his stomach wound.

"No imporovement." he says and I sit up.

Gabriel, Sam, and my mom arent in the room, but Charlie is here, along with Deans dad.

"No improvement?" I ask. Charlie sits at the end of my bed.

"No..." The doctor covers Deans wound back up.

"What happened last night?" I ask, worried.

He looks at me, "When we did the xrays yesterday, we didn't think that this was going to happen to him. Everything seemed okay at the time, but as time went by, things got worse. The wound on his stomach is showing little imporvement, but he hit his head badly. Before everyone had showed up yesterday, he woke up for a few moments, but then went to sleep. Or so we thought. We tried to wake him up, but no luck." He pauses and looks back at John. "We can't tell you how things are going to be, at the moment, but all I can tell you is that we will take good care of him."

"You better. " It came out as more of a threat, but I was serious. If anything happens to Dean, I dont know what I'd do.

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After an hour, I'm allowed to leave the hospital. I get checked out and everything, but I don't leave. I stay so I can be with Dean. Anna and Gabriel all go home but they told us they'd be back to visit Dean.

Charlie tells me that she's going to stay for a while more, and of course John and Sam are going to be staying. Probably as long as me. But they left to go get some stuff from their house but will be back shortly.

It hurts to look at Dean. He's so bruised and pale... and in a coma. When I look at him, I want to cry.

"Hey, hey. It's gonna be okay." Charlie tries to comfort me. She sits down in the chair by my bed. "I promise."

I don't say anything because I'm too upset. This whole thing with Dean is too depressing.

"I'm going to go get some food. You want anything?" She asks me. I only shake my head in response because I really don't want anything.

Depression ate away my hunger.

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(Charlie's POV)

It kills me to see my best friend this way. Poor Cas, he's so worried and scared about Deans condition. I'm worried toom but it's probably not killing me as much as it's killing him. I can't even imagine how much this must be hurting him.

I leave him to go get food. He may have said he didn't want anything, but I'm still getting him something. He hasn't eaten since yesterday, so this isn't good for him.

When I return back to Dean's hospital room, Cas has his face in his hands.

"Cas." I walk up to him. "It's okay." I sit in the chair next to him. "Dean will be okay."

"What if he won't be, Charlie?" He turns his head to me, and his eyes are bluer than usual, watery from the tears he's trying to hold back. "What if he doesn't wake up? What if something bad happens and I lose him?" Some tears trickle down his cheeks.

I pull him into a hug and try to comfort him. "Cas please, he'll be okay. It's okay. You have to be strong. Be strong for Dean."

He only begins to cry a little now. There's not really anything I can do here, so I just let him cry in my arms.

*Flashback; five years ago*

I'm getting fruit for Castiel and I, while he goes out to get Max, his dog.