My eyes snapped open once more as I moved around in the hospital bed. My throat was completely crushed. My body had not recovered just yet. I hadn't ever really recovered from any of my injuries. I shifted more as I tried to get up ant out of the room once more but James held out a hand and pushed me down. I didn't want to get up any more know that I was here with James touching me. His eyes locked with mine as he touched me. I looked into his eyes. Dean came in and gave me a smile as I tried to move more but he kept me in place. I shifted only. I knew I hadn't taken the death. We had both died there. We might have gotten Elizabeth down and out once more as we had seemed to kill her.
I shifted in my seat as I locked eyes with Dean. Dean shifted in his seat as he looked me over. I sighed more as I looked down at my own hands. I felt stupid leaving Dean then seemingly falling for James. But I didn't want to fall for James. He was just there and I was falling for him as if I was some lovesick puppy. I was more so falling for someone who was there for me and not that I was falling for someone who was actually supposed to be there for me. James took my hand in his and kissed my knuckles a little bit as I looked over at Dean once more.
"We got her. She went up in some white glow or something. Like a fucking angel."
Cas' eyes widened as he crossed the room to look me over, "She went up like a what?"
I lifted my own eyebrow as I looked into Cas' eyes, "Like an angel, can't you fucking hear me asshole?"
Dean nodded a little bit as he locked eyes with Cas who shrugged a little bit and moved closer to me. I sighed as it seemed no one wanted to believe me. I wouldn't believe me either but that's how it went down. I was supposed to be the only one relaying this shit. I felt insane even truing to figure out this shit as I moved closer to James and sighed as I looked into his eyes. Dean huffed as I looked into his eyes. Dean got up and moved closer to the others.
A nurse came in a few moments later within the deafening silence and went through the spiel. I had almost died once again. My body was a fucking wreak to be honest. It had always been and now my own deaths were catching up to me as I tried to catch my own breath. The nurse explained the medication to me as I tried to figure out what the hell was going on with me. I sighed ever so slightly as I moved out into the world and shifted so my legs were underneath me more. I tried to figure out what the hell I needed to do to get her to stop talking.
"You really took a beating. I have no idea how the hell you're still alive. Really. It is an honor to meet someone like you. You are such an inspiration to us all. No brain damage. Nothing besides the bruises that haven't seemed to ease up. But some people seem to just bruise easily so that's it really. Don't forget your pain medication."
I nodded as I moved more. My body was bruised and with every movement I felt it as I looked into James' eyes as he helped me up out of the bed and smiled at me. He held my hand softly in his as I tried to move a bit closer to him but couldn't. I wasn't in the position to get any closer to him. The hospital bed was way too constricting as I moved against some IVs. James moved a little bit closer to me and smiled at me as he wrapped a hand around my own. I smiled as the warmth of his hands gripped my own, much colder hands.
"A fucking angel? There is no possible way that she could be an angel. She's been a fucking witch the entire time we've been here and known about her."
"Come on, she fucking glowed. I saw it as well. She really glowed white as she just disappeared. I mean, how could she do that other than what Noah said and that she was an angel?"
"I know about almost every angel, except for you James, and I would know is she was an angel."
"If I slipped through the cracks then what are the chances that she slipped through the cracks as well?"
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Hope is a Dangerous Thing [EDITING]
FanficCurrently undergoing massive rewrites to the story to make way for a sequel and the third book in a series. Warning: If you are uncomfortable with talks of gaslighting, abuse, suicide, depression, drugs and graphic depictions of death then this is...