Monster Hospital

"What do you mean, I can't see him?" the faint sound of (y/n)'s desperate sounding voice from behind the closed door causes Dean to jolt awake. Green eyes scanning his surroundings, he finds himself in a hospital bed, left leg stiff as a rock from the thick cast they put on him.

"Ma'am, you've been hysterical all morning, I can' trust that you won't do something-"

"You think that maybe I wouldn't be so 'hysterical' if you assholes would just let me see my own brothers?"

"Ma'am, please, I need you to go back to the waiting room-" His voice is cut off suddenly, the loud crash of Dean's body alerting the pair outside as he groans against the cool tile floor.

"Screw you, I've waited long enough" (y/n) slips past the doctor and opens the door to Dean's room, (e/c) eyes landing on his body still laying face down on the hospital room floors. Rushing to his side, she is quick to wrap her arms around his torso, gently pulling him up and setting him back onto his bed. The doctor, watching the interaction, tries to stutter out his meaningless protests. (y/n) rolls her eyes, hand still helping to support Dean's swaying body, as she turns around to meet the doctor's frustrated gaze

"Look, Doc-" She tries to calm herself, knowing being angry isn't going to do anything anymore ,"-just let me sit in this room with him, please, I promise I'll behave. I just need to be here with him."

The doctor is hesitant to comply, recalling the many harsh bouts of frustration she's had in the last few hours because they kept denying her entrance. Ultimately deciding it wasn't worth the hassle to argue with her anymore or too afraid to continue resisting, he leaves the room with a huff. (y/n) smiles triumphantly, turning to see Dean staring at her in slight shock at this new side of the girl

"Good, aren't I?"

"What the hell have you been doing while Sam and I were out?"

"Terrorizing the staff, of course-" She smiles innocently, slowly propping his body up to sit at the edge of his hospital bed ,"-oh yeah, I also found Bobby"

"You what?"

As if on cue, the lost hunter the brothers had been searching for all night quietly slips into the hospital room, graying hair slicked back and dressed in a formal black suit. Dean's eyes widen at the sight of his father figure, convincing himself the morphine in his system must be messing with his head.

"Bobby...you're alive?" Dean questions the man quietly, hands finding themselves gripping onto (y/n)'s arms to try and steady his rocking body. Bobby chuckles lightly in response, turning to close the thin blinds hanging above the windows of the room

"What, am I supposed to be dead or somethin'?" Striding over to Dean and (y/n)'s side, he hands the girl a pile of Dean's clothes. Dean stutters slightly, still unsure how to take Bobby's presence

"Wait, the house! We thought you were dead, Bobby, what happened?"

"I survived, idjit, now come on-" Bobby replies impatiently, "-we got to run, this place ain't safe."

"Where's Sam?"

"I was hoping you'd be able to tell me"

"The doctors took him to scan his head or something-" (y/n) quickly explains to Bobby, motioning towards the hallway outside ,"-wheeled his bed down that hall about 10 minutes ago."

"Got it-" Bobby lowers his voice suddenly, leaning in to make sure only the pair could hear him ,"-meet me at the ambulance dock, stat. I'll find Sam"

"Wait where?" Dean's head is still scrambled from the morphine, green eyes unfocused as he tries to ground himself. Bobby motions towards the girl, now talking directly to her with a sigh

"You know where I'm talking about?"

"Fairly sure"

"Drag him there, alright? Be safe you two"

"I won't let anything happen, don't worry"

"That's my girl" With that fond send off, the man is out of the room and closing the door quietly behind him. The pair watching as his shadow disappeared behind the closed blinds. They were on their own. Quickly unfolding the clothes Bobby had handed her, she begins to help untie the back of Dean's hospital gown. Surprisingly, Dean doesn't protest when she helps him get all of his clothes on, her (e/c) eyes making sure to stare at a fixed spot in the ceiling to avoid embarrassing him. Once he's fully clothed, she tosses his gown into the wastebasket next to the bed, snatching the pair of crutches leaning up against the wall.

"Think we can get by without me having to carry you?" She asks, handing Dean the metal sticks

"Yeah, Yeah, Tweety, I got it" He chuckles lightly, shoving the cushioned armpit rests beneath his arms and roughly pulling himself up from the bed. He sways slightly, but is finally able to steady himself using the poles. (y/n) slowly swings open the thick metal door, head peeking out from inside to scan the hallways. A few straggling doctors and nurses, but the coast seemed clear enough. Grabbing a hold of Dean's arm, fingers gripping tightly onto his thick coat, she begins to lead him out of his room, greeting the staff kindly when they toss suspicious glances her way

"I smell them..." she whispers through a smile, trying to remain calm as she searches the hallways. The familiar smell of the black goo coursing through their veins was faint, but prominent enough to warrant concern.

"Can you tell where?"

"The smell is faint but it feels like it's growing stronger..." She quickens their pace, turning a corner and finding a sign signalling where they need to go ,"I have a bad feeling they know you're here."

Traveling in silence now, the pair make their way towards a set of grey metal doors, double paned glass revealing the grey washed world outside. Rushing ahead of Dean, (y/n) roughly shoves the door open with her shoulder, metal shattering from its hinges and creaking open. It's then her eyes land on an ambulance, Bobby's graying head of hair visible in the side view mirror.

"Dean-" She warns the man quietly, (e/c) eyed gaze slowly moving to focus on a pair of doctors bursting out from a door to their left ,"-Leviathan"

Just as she says their name, their dark eyes suddenly snap to their direction, haunting smiles spreading across their faces as they make confident strides towards the pair. Grabbing a hold of Deans arm, slinging it over her shoulder, she makes a mad dash for the passenger door of the vehicle

"Stop them!" The male doctor's voice calls out angrily, white shoes crushing the gravel beneath their feet as they run towards the pair. Throwing open the door to the vehicle, she roughly tosses Dean inside the ambulance, turning just in time to land a hard kick to the creature's stomach. He goes flying a few feet away, sliding through the rocks as his partner tries to close in

"Drive!" She screams out for Bobby to hear, watching as he frantically starts the van up and steps hard on the gas pedal. Before the vehicle is able to tear away from the docking area, (y/n) swings her body up to stand on top of the metal stairs hanging off the back. She watches as the Leviathan helplessly run after the ambulance as they drive out from beneath the carport.

"(y/n)!" Dean's voice calls out to her, head sticking out of the window to search for the Phoenix. Opening the door to the back of the van, (y/n) quickly clambers into the metal compartment, careful not to disturb Sam, still unconscious in his gurney. Climbing towards the front of the ambulance, hands gripping at the back of their seats, she leans forward

"We lost them" She announces with a relieved smile. Bobby tosses a somewhat proud glance over his shoulder ,"What do we do now?"

"We lay low" Bobby replies through gritted teeth, hands tightly around the steering wheel as he races down the road

"Bobby, the house was destroyed-"

"I got a place, you idjit, just shut your trap and get some rest. It'll be a long drive..."