AM- Destiel [COMPLETED]

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Castiel snapped his eyes open, glancing around. The room was too bright and so he was blinded for a few seconds. He blinked and darted his tongue to wetten his lips. He noticed the familiar tiled roof, not his house's thought, he sat up slowly. Looking around and cocking his head in confusion. He wasn't on his bed, in his house. Rather he's in a hospital bed, with wires sticking out of his arms and needles poking his chest. He winced at the pain in his back and threw his feet over the bed side, slowly taking out the needles and wires off of him. He carefully stepped on the ground, feeling as the coolness was unfamiliar and his leg was asleep.

He grabbed the bed side and hoisted himself to a standing position. He walked out the room while leaning on the walls and door frames. A nurse with strangely red hair and astonishingly fierce eyes spotted him, he blinked, Charlie? She walked towards him with a worried expression, that hid relief .

"Mr. Winchester, you're awake! Let's get you to bed, how did you even get out?" She muttered, to herself more than anything.