Bobby's daughter (a supernatural fanfic)

9

*****One month later. ******

I black out from the pain of hell . Then I feel someone's hands on my shoulders. They pull me in the direction I think was up but after my 10 years in hell I don't really know left from right. The burn on my shoulders tells me that someone... No something powerful pulled me in the direction it did. As I get pulled up higher I start to become aware of the familiar sound of angel wings and hear a voice. He keeps muttering cuss words. Then I see this bright light and I pass out.
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I wake up lying in a hotel room. The bed sheets smell different. But then I realise that they smell like Sam. I jump to my feet and run over to the suitcase on the table. There is two queens in the room and what looks like Sam's suitcase is lying on the table. I check the front pocket where he keeps his fake I.D's. I find all of his fake I.D's and then I see the locket. My hand flys to my neck. I look at the locket closer and I see that it's the locket he gave me. I'm assuming that they gave me a hunters burial. That's why the angel brought me here. I hear footsteps leading to the door. I spin around and before I can react the door flys open. Sam and Dean come strolling into the room. Sam's eyes widen and his hand goes to the gun tucked in his waistband then he freezes and I get drenched in holy water. I pull out a silver knife and slide it across my palm. Sam looks extremely happy to find out that I'm human. I run to him and he picks me up and twirls me around. I laugh and kiss him. He puts me back on the ground and says quietly in my ear,
" I Almost died myself when you died. "
I look at him with tears in my eyes. I study him properly for the first time. He looks really thin like he has been starving himself. His eyes have bags under them and he smells like himself mixed with alcohol. I back up slowly and find that I bump up against the wall. This is what I did to him by dying. I back up to the door. If Sam didn't catch my hand I would have bolted from the room. I look at Dean and in a shaky voice I ask,
" Can I talk to Dean.Alone please. "
Sam nods and leaves the room.
" How much has he ate in the last month? How much sleep did he get? And how much did he drink?"
Dean looks surprised but quickly recovers and replies with a snarky,
" I don't know ask him bitch."  I grab a fistful of his shirt and say,
"Dean Winchester I would start talking. "
" he has had about a meal a week. An hour of sleep every three days. And about 10 drinks a night."
He looks scared and I still have a fistful of shirt in my hand.
" You didn't feel the need to stop him???" I ask starting to get worried.
" He would just claim he was fine."
I let go of his shirts and hit the right side of my right hand as hard as I could on the wooden bed frame.
"SHIT!" I yell as pain shoots through my hand. Dean looks at me to see if I'm kidding and when he realizes I'm not he asks,
" do you need medical attention?"
I give him my signature bitch face and say,
" what the hell do you think dumbass?" He grabs his keys and flings open the door tells me to shut it and explains what happened to Sam who was sitting in the hallway. He comes over closes the door and follows behind me.
**********twenty minutes later*********
They just took me back to a room in the urgent care and I sit on the table swinging my legs back and forth. Sam sits next to me on the table holding my left hand.
" okay Sam I love that you want to comfort me but I want you to go get some food and I want you to eat. Okay?"
He nods, kisses my forehead, and walks out of the room. I smile and the doctor comes in.
" so what did you do?"
" well I got mad and I kinda hit my hand on the bed."
" really. That's what happened?"
" yeah..."
" well a little piece of advice on the war of bed frame versus hand. Bed wins." I grit my teeth and say,
" yeah I got that."
He walks out and the nurse returns and takes me back to the waiting hall for the X-rays. I sit there waiting for the person before me to be done. When he is a nurse and a little kid with what looks like a broken rush into the x Ray room. The kids older sister comes and sits two chairs down. She starts trying to talk to me and I finally start talking back.
" so do you live around here?"
" no I'm traveling with my boyfriend and his brother."
" oh cool."after my X-ray I find Sam has returned and has a strawberry milkshake in hand.
" I'm taking you out to dinner after this ." Is the only thing he says.
I get up and pace the room and after Sam finishes the milkshake he walks over to me, wraps his arms around me , sits on the table, and pulls me onto his lap. He buries his face in my shoulder . A minute later the doctor walks in and says,
" it's not broken you can go. It will hurt for a few days."
I nod and Sam picks me up and carries me out of the office bridal style.