The Forgotten Winchester

Chapter 8

As I made my way out of Dad's hospital room, I couldn't help but get a nervous feeling in my gut.

What was his plan? What is he gonna do? Probably something stupid as usual. I'll probably have to bail him out of it like that time time in Modesto he got caught by a witch; yeah, not something I ever want to do again. Ugh, I still have nightmares about what the witch was doing to him, and ugh! Never again! I was brought out of my thoughts when I accidentally ran into a someone. I looked up and met the angry eyes of my little brother.

"Hey Sammy," I greeted him.
"Hey Lex," he replies shortly. I notice he was carrying a duffel bag with him.
"What's in the bag?" I curiously question. Sam's eyes harden further and his face takes on an angry look, matching his eyes, as he answers.
"These are the summoning ingredients Dad asked for."
"Oh, um okay," I say awkwardly.
"Yeah, well I'm gonna give these to him now," Sam says while brushing past me.
"Ok, I'll see ya later then," I mutter under my breath as I watch Sam walk down the hall and turn to enter Dad's room. Geez, Sammy must be really ticked off, I think. I would not wanna be in that room when they blow up at each other. I shook my head and continued on my way to Dean's room which was only one more door away.

I stood in front of the door of my brother's room, staring blankly at the white door in front of me. I was too nervous to move forward and open the door, scared of what would await me on the other side. How would he look? Would I even recognize him? Come on Lex, don't wuss out now, it's just Dean. It's just your big brother, I thought to myself. And with my new found determination, I grabbed the door handle and opened the door, not at all expecting to see the sight in front of me.

The door slowly open to reveal a white room. Literally, everything from the walls to the tacky drapes were a bright white that kind of hurt my eyes a I looked at it. My eyes scanned the white room, making sure there was no doctor or nurse inside, before coming to rest on the bed pushed against the left wall and the still, dead looking figure laying on it. The nurses had even dressed my brother in a white shirt and, I can only assume, white pants. Dean looked horrible, and that's putting it nicely. His face was pale and he had a large cut on the right side of his forehead and a bandage on his nose. But the thing that really made me choke up was all the machines he was hooked up to. There was a heart monitor, some type of drip connected to his arm, and many others that I couldn't name if I tried, but worst of all, a breathing tube was shoved down his throat. I felt my eyes start to mist up at the sight of my unconscious big brother. Seeing Dean like this, all laid out in a damn hospital bed, fighting for his life, made me realize that my hero, one of the only people ever there for me growing up, my big brother, is not invincible. He's not the superman that I thought he was growing up. He doesn't have any superpowers to help him fight and kill monsters, he can't magically heal himself if he gets injured, and and worst of all, seeing him like this, defenseless and broken, just reminds me that he's human, and is very capable of being hurt, or worse, killed. Now here he is, laying in a hospital bed in a coma, fighting to live, but getting closer to death every passing minute.

I slowly made my way to the side of his bed, not taking my eyes off of him, afraid that if I did, something would happen to him. I sat in the chair that was conveniently placed on the side of the bed, and stared at Dean's un-moving face, just thinking, and feeling lost. Ha, me, Alexis Deanna Winchester, the girl who always has a plan and always knows what to do, is lost without her big brother. Who would have thought?

Suddenly, questions start to flood my mind. What if he never wakes up? What if he can't fight anymore and just dies? What am I gonna do without my big brother? And Sammy, what's Sammy gonna do? He and Dean are just as close, if not closer, than Sam and I. Oh, God! what are we gonna do? With my mind racing, I slowly reach out to grab Dean's hand, not minding the cool touch of it, and holding it carefully in both of my own as I begin to speak.

"Dean Winchester, you better listen and listen good. You are NOT dying anytime soon, you hear me? You better keep yourself alive, Dean, because I'm not about to lose my big brother! You have to fight, for me, for Sammy, hell even Dad and Bobby! You got too much left to do here Dean, too many monsters left to gank to die now. Whose gonna gank 'em if you're not there? Sure as hell not me so you gotta pull through. Please Dean, we need you, I need you." All I got in response was silence. Then, after a minute of just full silence, the noise that broke and shattered my heart into tiny pieces pierced the room in a shrill beep. Dean had flat lined.

After that, it was all a blur. Doctors rushed in and pushed me out of the room. In my shocked state I could do nothing to fight them. As I stood watching the doctors try to revive my brother, felt a presence behind me. I turned my head and looked up at my little brother. Sammy's face mirrored my own; shock, and denial with tears in his eyes, threatening to spill over.

"No," is all he says in a desperate voice, never once looking away from Dean's body, and that's all it takes for my own tears to run down my cheeks. As I softly start to cry, I suddenly hear something, something so crazy, that I'm not actually sure I heard it right.

" I said get back!"

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Hey so it's been a wh- *ducks from incoming objects being thrown from readers*

Okay! Okay! It's been a really long time! I'm sorry! I've had lots of stuff for school and work with my two jobs and I literally just finished golf so I've been really busy and stressed out and I haven't had the time to sit down, relax, and write until now.

Okay, so now that excuses are out of the way, HOLY CRAP 687 READS?! 40 VOTES?! THAT'S FREAKING AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH I LITERALLY SCREAMED WHEN I SAW! I know I say this in every note but thank you guys, this means so much to me to see that you actually like the stuff write enough to read and vote on it so thank you!

The picture at the top is of John in Dean's hospital room, just imagine Lex in there with him.

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