Hope is a Dangerous Thing [EDITING]

Chapter Twenty-Four

My body slammed into the ground as I looked around. My own eyes shifted around the grass. I smiled as the grass around me moved underneath me under the beautiful breeze. I took a few looks around in hopes that I wasn't alone. But now I was here all alone. Sam and Dean weren't even near me. I had no idea even how to contact them. I shifted in my own spot as I brought myself up to my feet. Blood oozed out of my wound as I shambled out of the obvious field that I was in towards civilization. Cows mooed in the distance. Someone was digging not to far away from me. I left a trail of blood as I looked around for any sort of people around me but there were not many buildings. I turned around and sighed as I looked over at a house that was further away from me but still closer than the other houses that I could see.

    I knocked on the door, hoping someone would answer me and was home. I shook my head as I didn't hear anything for the first minute or so. Then I heard some footsteps and smiled to myself as a young man opened up the door to me and smiled at me. I giggled a little bit as he looked me over and let me into the house. He sat me down at the table and handed me some bread.

    "Where the hell did you come from?"

    I was in the middle of Spain and yet there was someone who was speaking English. I didn't know if he was speaking Spanish and I understood him perfectly. Or he was speaking perfect English. The man looked at me and tilted his head to the side as he awaited my own response. I poked at the bread as I put some butter on it as I tried to figure out a good answer.

    "That's some classified information, don't you think?" I finally answered and looked him straight in the eyes as he shot his eyes down to my legs.

    He shot up and screamed as he looked me over. I screamed as well in shock more than anything before realizing what had happened to my legs. I looked over my still bleeding leg that now had a puddle underneath my leg. I shrugged and went back to eating the food.

    Are you aware how creepy you look right now? All calm, cool and collected with a wound that's taking up most of your leg?

    I mean, it can't be that creepy looking Kurt. Also, hello. You've been gone awhile. Where have you been?        Amy was the next to speak up as she pounded on my skull a little bit and shook her head, You are certainly one badass looking bitch, I'll give you that but you can't got around creeping people out like that dude. You're all bald-headed and bleeding.

    I shrugged as I shifted in my seat more and finished my bread. I gave the man a bit of money and walked out of the house. The whole intent was getting help but instead I shambled my way out of the house and started towards the civilization. It was hot as all hell and no one seemed to want to pick me up from where I was walking. To be honest, I wouldn't either. Kurt and Amy would be right. I probably looked like a fucking freak walking around as if I was some sort of random gang victim. I kept waling though. I needed to get to a hospital.

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    "And what is your name?"

    "Kurt."

    "Last name?"

    "No last name," The nurse gave me a look as if I was crazy before I answered once more. "I don't have a last name sweetheart now are you going to start helping me or not?"

    "Sit down sir," The nurse gestured behind me and smiled a little bit at me as I looked behind me as well.

    "Do you not see the wood going through my leg and all the blood I lost," I raised a hand to her face and gave her another look and raised my voice just a little bit. "I am as pale as a fucking ghost. I need to get into surgery now."