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- Lilly-Mae's point of view -
A lock that opened, followed by the noise of a creaking door woke me from my sleep. I was in pain but felt free.
Stretching, I cracked all the joints in my body and it was the best feeling I had felt in weeks. After having debated it for a while, I decided to open my eyes and wake fully from my long and peaceful sleep.
Yawning, I looked in front of me and was greeted by Dean.
"Mornin' sunshine," he spoke while wearing a small smile on his face. "Didn't mean to wake you, just came to check up on you." My eyes scanned the room, looking for the angel so I could reply, but before I knew it my own thoughts spilled over into words.
"It's okay," I spoke softly, my own voice caught me off guard, scaring me. Both Dean and I were quiet for a while after that, processing the fact that I just said two words. "Holy crap," I whispered, looking at my own body, at my toes that were wiggling from under the blanket, at my hands I was able to open and close. The Winchester took a seat next to me on the bed.
"Welcome back,"
"You fixed me?" I asked, slightly tripping over my own words as I went along. Feeling my tongue move again was odd, then again I've always found tongues to be weird. He looked at me proudly.
"We, fixed you," he corrected.
"How? What happened?"
"How about we talk about that in the Crows Nest with the others?" I nodded, it was about time that I left this room. Don't get me wrong, I was happy that I was granted a place to say, but I was so sick of it.
"Yes," I replied impatiently while throwing the blankets off of me.
"You want me to carry you over?" Dean asked as I struggled to hang my legs over the side of the bed, but I shook my head.
"Just support me a bit." Dean did as I asked, hooking his arm under mine around my back while I threw my right arm around his neck.
"Ready?" I nodded, and we slowly stood up together. My legs shaking, even though Dean was carrying most of my weight as he was tilted sideways to support me, because of our height difference.
I put one foot in front of the other, slowly I was walking with Dean alongside me to the door of my bedroom, ready to leave it. My heart was beating with excitement, my body slightly tingling because of the little stress I was feeling. I tried my best to hide the fact that, that moment made me emotional.
After weeks of dark thoughts, wishes about just wanting to die and for this to be over; I was doing it, although the shaking of my legs was driving me insane. We were walking in the hallway, passing Dean's room where I briefly laid my eyes on. It was a mess, but I didn't expect it differently.
