My Demon Dearest (Dean Winchester Fan-Fic)

Gotta Hurry

Sam carried me, I lay in his arms gasping for breath. He tried to elevate my head so that I could breath properly. Which kinda failed but I appreciated the attempt.  Sam's running was making me sick, I tried to speak but it only came out as a gurgling sound. Sam slowed down to a jog, and eventually got me to the car, and we were headed to the hospital.

•|Time Skip(Kasey POV)|•
I slammed on the brakes and put the Impala in park. Dean picked up our child and sprinted to the doors. I was in tears, my baby, Sam wrapped his arms around me in a hug, and I buried my head into his shoulder like I would with Dean. I know it's a wrong thing to say but I've loved Sam since I first met him, but I love Dean more.

Sam and I walked in with Cas right behind us, I looked behind Cas's trench coat floating around him made him look a little more majestic. I got into the hospital right after Dean did with Carson, I sat on the chair and bawled my eyes out Sam hugging me, and Cas rubbing my back to comfort me.

"Hey, it's gonna be okay, Kasey." Sam whispered trying to ease my worry, for like the 10th time.

"Dammit! I swear if you say 'It's gonna be okay' one more time I'm gonna slap the shit outta you!" I whisper screamed.

"S-Sorry." He apologized.

•|Three Days Later|•
"Mrs. Winchester?" The doctor came out, looking for me.

"Yes?" I asked and shot right up.

"It's about your daughter, Carson. She's okay as of right now, but if you would've waited a little bit later she would not have made it. You saved your daughters life." He said. I stood there, shaking.

"So, I'm going to go over what you need to do for her. Give here these, twice daily," He said handing me a bottle of medication, " Ice her side three times a day for two and a half weeks. And make sure when she's eating she doesn't throw anything up. Okay?" He instructed. "Another thing, we're going to keep her here for a couple more days to make sure everything goes right."

"Okay, c-can I go see her?" I asked him, he nodded his head and walked off. I followed him through a long bright hallway, there were little kid drawings here and there, kinda creepy honestly. He took me to a small room that held my 16 year old daughter, sleeping peacefully. Dean sleeping next to her in the chair. I smiled and walked in, sat down next to Dean and took ahold of her hand.

"Hey baby, it's Mom, I'm sorry we got you into the mess, we should have kept it secret from you. It's our fault you're like this. I'm sorry for what me and Dean said over the years about not wanting you, that you were worthless and a disappointment. We love you very much and would do anything for you. You're my baby." I said whispering quietly. Tears falling as the heart monitor steadily beeped. Dean shifted in his sleep, and wrapped his arms around my waist. I slowly removed his arms and kissed Carson on the forehead.

She looked so peaceful, her hair falling slightly over her face and spread all on the pillow. Her black and blonde hair looked magical. Her skin was pale, like ghostly pale.  She was breathing steadily, but it looked more like short choppy breaths. My daughter slept like she was dead.

•|Dean POV|•
I saw Kasey sleeping uncomfortably against the bed on the floor, holding Carson's hands. I smiled at the sight and gently woke Kasey up.

"Babe, wake up." I whispered. "What?" She asked quietly looking confused. "My sides and my ass hurt." She groaned. She got up and we left Carson to lay there while we went and ate.

•|Carson Dream POV|•
I got up, calling out for Mom, Dad, anyone. My voice echoed out, loud and lonely. From somewhere behind me I could here the sound of water dripping, and splashing, like a little kid running through a puddle in the rain.