My Supernatural Life

Chapter 2

                  

It is quiet for a while, besides the loud beeping of my life on the monitor screen. "I knew you shouldn't have come with us, I don't even know why I asked. I was supposed to keep you safe, but I guess I can't even do that. I can't lose you too. I've already lost Mom, Dad, Bobby and Lisa..." I remember Lisa. She didn't die though, from what I remember he said goodbye to her to keep her safe-even erased her memory of him. That's how I know he really loved her. Dean gets quiet again, but I can't take the awkward silence so I try to speak up, but end up coughing. Suddenly I can open my eyes, I attempt to sit up, but the pain in my chest pushes me back down.  "Whoa! Steady there!" Dean jumps up, his face slightly red. "What happened?" I cough, even though I overheard the doctor. I don't want Dean to know I heard him talking to my unconscious yet conscious body. "You collapsed a lung, you've been out for a few hours." He replies. I notices a tube going in my nose and my hand jumps to my face. I feel the tube, as if to hide it from Dean. I don't know why though, he's seen me like this before. "Was it a...spirit?" I ask, still holding my hand over my nose. "Sam is looking into it." He looks at me like I'm a helpless puppy. "I am okay, Dean. Stop looking at me like I'm dying." I say as I struggle to breathe. "I knew I shouldn't have brought you with us." I find the strength to sit up. "My lung could have collapsed for a number of reasons, Dean. I could have died while you and Sam were away, so don't blame this on yourself. This isn't your fault." He sits staring at the floor and I pull out the tube in my nose. "Put it back, April, you need it." Dean says. "I'll get a tank to go. I can't sit here doing nothing while that thing is still out there." I hop out of the hospital bed and realize that I am wearing a backless hospital gown and I still have an IV in my arm. I quickly sit back down, trying to cover up my butt and he begins to laugh at me. "Out." I yell at him, I didn't think it was funny at the time. "I'm not leaving here and neither are you, so sit back down." He snickers. "Go get yourself some pie or something." I glare at him and he smiles. Right then Sam opens the door. "April! You're up!" He looks at me then Dean. "What did I miss?" Dean jumps in, "She thinks she's going to walk out of this place and help us hunt this thing." Sam turns his head and bit, "Well, Dean, I mean that is what she came here to do. You would be doing the same thing." "What! You're actually taking her side?" Dean stands up. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to change." I start coughing again, the pain in my chest strikes me like a knife. "You think that she is stable enough to leave here? She barely has it together, man." Sam looks at Dean then back at me. "April," Sam starts to talk, but I cut him off. "Just-don't. Please. Just..." My eyes start to water and I turn away from them. All I wanted was to go on a case with them and feel like I was important. Now, I finally get the chance and my freaking lung gives out on me. Sam's phone starts to ring and he answers it. "Hello? Yes this is Agent Gabriel. Uh-huh? We'll be right there, thanks." I hear the end call beep and wait for his explanation. "That was the morgue. They finished the autopsy" I am still facing the wall at this point, I don't even turn my head to say bye. I hear the door open and Sam says "Hang in there." I can't even muster up anything to say back to him as a tear falls down my face. "April-I...never mind." Dean says and the door closes behind them.

It is about four o'clock when I finally decide I can't stay in this stupid hospital bed any longer. I stop wallowing in my self-pity and yank the IV out of my arm. I came on this case to help, and that is exactly what I plan to do.  I get up and put on my clothes from earlier that day and stuff my bed with pillows, so the doctor doesn't notice I am gone. I grab my handbag of the chair and check the door. No one is there except for a nurse who just walked into the room across the hall. My heart starts racing. I've never broken out of anything before. As I start to breathe harder the pain in my chest returns. I have to get an oxygen tank or I won't be able to get very far, but where can I get one? I notice the evacuation plan next to the door and trace my finger to the respiration storage room. That was a little too easy. I check the hallway again before I make my way down the hall. I'm about to turn the corner when I hear a familiar voice, "Leaving her behind was a good idea. She can't hunt with one lung. She wouldn't even make it very far." Sam. Darn you Sam, I thought you were on my side! I have to find somewhere to hide because if they see me, they'll take me right back to that hospital room. I look around trying to find a quick escape route. I realize that I am leaning against a hospital door. I quickly open the door and slip inside. There is a young man playing cards on the bed. He is probably around the same age I am. He is also rather attractive.  I lean against the door inside the room and hear Sam and Dean walk by. I did it. "Who are you?" The man asks. "Me?" I cough. I didn't know what else to say. "Yeah, you. The only other person in here besides myself." A smile comes across his face. "Oh, um, I'm April. And you are?" "I'm Kyle." I look outside the door again to see if the coast is clear. "You hiding from someone?" Kyle asks. "Me?" I turn around to face him. "No, no, I am not hiding....I'm just uh...." I can't think of an excuse of why I entered this random man's room. "Okay, I am hiding, I don't like the medicine they keep giving me so I figured if I just left..." I start coughing again. "Are you sick?" I shake my head no. "Collapsed lung." I say and turn around to look out the door again. "I am sorry I interrupted your card game, I realize I better take that medicine now..." I take hold of the door knob and begin to turn it. "You can stay, if you want...I haven't really had many visitors." Oh great the gilt trick. "I really should go..." "Will you come back?" I turn to face him. I hardly know this guy! I just needed somewhere to hide. I feel like I owe him that much though. "Okay, I'll come back." And I quickly slip back out the door and head towards the storage room. That may have been one of the most awkward moments of my life. I turn the corner and run flat into Dean. "Where do you think you're going?" Dean seems angry. I don't say anything to him. I just smile and plan to run the other way in doing so, I run straight into Sam. "Ha ha hi Sam." I try to catch my breath. Dean grabs my arm and starts pulling me back to my hospital room. "I can't take it in there anymore, the room in suffocating me. Please don't make me go back!" I try to wiggle free from his grasp on arm but it doesn't work. The boys don't say anything. "If you put me back in there, I will only leave again." I'm really trying to talk my way out of this. They both stop. "Just let me go with you. I can help!" I say. "Dean, I think she's right." Thank you, Sam! I start smiling. "Dean, please?" I cough. "You are obviously not well, April. And I am not going to sit here and let you put your life in danger again." "I promise I won't leave your side and I won't do anything you wouldn't do." I smile and bat my eyes at him hoping I can win him over. "Dean, come on, we can use her help." Sam says. "Alright! Fine. But you follow my rules." "No problem! I can do that." "Then let's get your things."