30+ Days of Team Free Will Imagines

Day Twenty-Nine

Prompt: Imagine Dean/Sam/Cas being so relieved that you're okay after a particularly nasty hunt thta he starts crying.

Tags: Female!Reader, Dean Winchester/Reader, Sam Winchester/Reader, Castiel/Reader, Hurt!Reader, Torture

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Dean-

"Hey, ghost!" you shout. "Over here!"

The ghost whirls, swinging one arm around, and suddenly the nine foot grand piano is sliding across the floor towards you at a much faster pace than you could ever dodge.

Shoot.

The piano slams into you, pushing you with it until it- and, by extension, you- hits a wall. But it doesn't stop. The ghost gets an intense look of concentration and the piano begins to push against you, obviously attempting to crush you.

You feel ribs cracking and shout for Dean. The pain is intense as those ribs continue to break, the broken ends digging into places they shouldn't, judging by the feeling. You can't stop the cries of pain that fall from your lips, even as it begins to draw you down into unconsciousness. Through the dark fuzziness covering you vision, you can see Dean desperately trying to fend off items the ghost is throwing in his direction.

"Dean," you gasp, and then the world goes black.

X X X X X X

"Y/N!" Dean shouts, swinging his shotgun and finally managing to land a shot on the ghost. "Sammy, find that locket!"

"I've got it."

"Well, burn it and come help me!"

He scrambles across the room and begins attempting to pull the piano away from you. He hears the screech of a burning ghost, and then Sam is stomping into the room.

"Y/N!" he says, running to join his brother. Together they manage to push the piano away enough to get to you. Dean gathers you in his arms, carrying you to the middle of the floor.

"Y/N?" he says, carefully checking you over. You don't stir, even when he presses on the clearly broken lower half of your ribcage. "Sammy, we've got to get her to a hospital."

X X X X X X

Sam drives. Dean sits in the passenger seat, trying not to panic. He knows driving would have distracted him from the fear he's feeling, but he couldn't bring himself to let anyone else hold you on the way to the hospital. They probably weren't supposed to move you, but the abandoned house they were at was a good forty-five minutes away from the hospital. Sam got them there in fifteen, somehow avoiding the police in the process.

Dean bursts into the emergency room, Sam having gone to park the car, and shouts for help. Several nurses scurry over, two dragging a gurney with them. He stumbles through a made up story about something falling on you and reluctantly lets them wheel you away.

When Sam finally enters the room, Dean is slumped in a chair, staring helplessly at the floor. A nurse is seated next to him asking questions. Sam quickly takes over, leading the nurse away so Dean can have some space.

X X X X X X

You're very pale on the hospital bed. Sam is listening intently to what the doctor has to say. After several hours, a surgery, and then recovery time, you were finally cleared for visitors. Apparently the bottom four ribs on each side were snapped in several places and both your lungs were punctured in the process. The doctor commended Dean on his quick thinking- there was no way an ambulance would have gotten there in time.