Two Minutes Till Midnight

45

"Help! someone help!" Sam yells, I can't breathe. I cough and sputter for air but I can't breathe.
A nurse comes running in helping me sit up and taking the oxygen tubes from my mouth and nose. I gasp for breath finding Sam's hand in the mess of white sheet.

"You okay Hun?" The nurse asks kindly. I nod, she smiles and leaves the room. I grip Sam's hand tighter, showing that I'm scared. I am, I can barely remember anything that happened.
    "Where's Dean?....." I ask turning to Sam.
"Elena just slow Dow-"

"Where is he?" I ask sternly fear wavering my voice. I want to see my husband.
"He's 8 rooms down, but Cas is with him it's fine." Sam says. I ignore him trying to get up, pain shoots through my stomach I quickly lay back down. Sam gives me a pity smile, god how I hate pity smiles they make me think less of myself.

    "What am I supposed to do?" I ask Sammy tracing the wedding ring on my finger.
"Lena you'll see him I promise just.... Give it time." Sam says taking my hand, I squeeze it.
   "Sammy do me a favor and go get my books." I smile. He nods, before he can pull away I kiss his cheek. He just smiles smoothing my hair down.

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I slowly but surely get up from my bed making my way to the door.
  "Mrs. Winchester your supposed to be resting." The nurse, Suzan, who helped me earlier says taking my arm.
"No...no I need to see my husband." I plead. She smiles a little nodding her head.

"Of course." She said. She helps me walk down to deans room. I can see Cas's trench coat outside hanging on the hook. Cas then comes out of the doorway.
   "Cas..." I whisper my voice scratchy. He still hears me, he's an angel for crying out loud.
"Elena thank goodness." He says running at me. He engulfs me in a hug, I wince in pain so he loosens his grip.
    "I'll leave you two alone." Suzan says smiling and going off to car for other patients.

"Dean.... how is he." I say my voice still stuck at a whisper.

"He's in a coma." Cas says not letting go of me because he knows if he does I'll probably fall.
   "What?" I ask again trying to walk inside of deans room. Cas helps me, to stand as I get closer to Dean. His breaths rolling of his lips, unconscious, cold, I gently brush up against his hand. Still unmoving.
"The electric shock Caceil put him through have altered his senses for now causing him to be heal himself in coma form." Cas says trying to ease on the cold hard facts but it's still there the cold hard painful facts.

I run my finger tips over his cheek, he looks peaceful almost.
"Promise to fight.... Just like I did for you." I say kissing him softly. As I pull away the heart monitor starts going crazy, Cas pulls me back as nurses and doctors come running into the room.

Cas and I stand close against the doorframe as they work on Dean.
"There's no pulse." A nurse says.

"Alright. Clear." The doctor says sending electricity through Dean causing him to jolt upward. I flinch grabing Cas's hand. He squeezes it gently.

"Still no pulse."

"Let's go again, Clear." Dean jolts again.
"Nothing."

"Clear." Dean jolts. I look back to see Sam standing right behind me. He's scared I can see it in his eyes. I burry my face in Cas not wanting to see this. He rubs my back gently walking me out of there. I can still hear the doctors working away in there.
Cas helps me back into bed, my stomach throbbing in pain. The words of "No Pulse" still flooding through my mind clouding every thought I have.
"He's going to be fine Lena, deans strong." Cas says handing me his trench coat. I wrap myself in it, smiling up at him I say "thanks Cas."

"We got a pulse." I hear the nurses say. I let out a sigh of relief. He's fine Elena, it's going to be okay. Cas looks down the hall a smile on his face.
"I'll be right back." He says hurrying off. I just lay on my side covering myself in the white hospital sheets. I can't deal with this anymore, I just need to sleep. I gently close my eyes still hearing the noises around me.

"Where is she?! I want to see her." Deans voice rings out. I smile a little finally knowing that he'll be alright.
    "Sir you need to calm down, we can assure you your wife is fine." A nurse says. I slowly drift to sleep not wanting to go through all this bullshit life throws at me.

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"Sir stop! You need to rest!" The nurse yells. Dean bursts into my room. I jump as he runs over to me. He takes my arm pulling me into his chest.
"Thank god your okay. Thank god." He says kissing my head.

"Dean! Stop." I say as he kisses me madly. I pull away finely getting some space. "You can't just....do that!"
"Elena I just wanted to see if your okay, I don't want anything to happen to you." He say cupping my cheek in his palm.

"Sir!" The nurse says getting deans attention. He waves her off turning back to me.
"I'll see you tonight." He whispers sticking something under the sheets to the bed. He winks then walks out with the nurse. I look under the covers seeing a pair of jeans, flannel, and deans Metallica shirt all enclosing a bit scribbled in a cafeteria napkin.

"But theses on before 9:00
Love ya
~Dean"

What the hell was he up too?

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8:47

I shrug the flannel over my shoulders, Dean's baggy shirt hanging over my wait line. I'm exhausted, I Tried to do physical therapy today.... I ended up coming back here the nurses fixing my stitches.
I lay down in the white hospital bed trying to think of what's at 9:00. Maybe he's surprising me or something cheesy like that.

I close my eyes for a split second.
"Elena!"Dean says in a loud whisper. "Get up."
I turn on my other side to face him. He's smiling like crazy. I wipe the sleep from my eyes trying to pull myself from the bed. Right when my feet hit the floor my stomach starts throbbing. I quickly grab onto the night stand for support. Dean comes over to me.
"You can't walk." He says a little disappointed.
"No I can really." I respond trying to move with out showing my pain. Dean walks over to me. "You can't walk, so you definitely can't run." He says sadness in his eyes.

"I...uhhhh...." I stutter, I look down at the floor. My legs go out from under me, I screech a bit as Dean picks me up.
"Shhhhh." He says quietly. I laugh under my breath. He carries me down the hall, to the back stairwell.

"Where are we going?" I whisper a smile on my face.
"Home." He says kissing my lips.