38Chapter 50: The Stages of Grief
I paced angrily in the waiting room shooing off the nurses and staff that tried to see if I was wounded but I told them it was from Bobby. Bobby, the boys were with him he was stable but they didn't seem hopeful. Tired of pacing I sat on a chair fidgeting as I ran my fingers over Castiel's trench coat, I couldn't lose someone else… not like this. Sam and Dean came into the room standing up quickly as I saw the grim look pass over their faces.
"How is he?" I asked quickly while Sam said, "Stable for now but he's given us a scare… they can't remove the bullet until his swelling goes down so now it's a waiting game."
"I want to see him." I said seeing them both look at each other than nod showing me to his room as I sat in the chair beside him.
I grabbed his hand gently while the boys left the room to talk to the doctors and an insurance representative feeling my body shake slightly.
"Come on old man you can fight through this… you can't let a simple bullet take you out like this…" I said quietly watching the monitors beep calmly.
I squeezed his hand a little tighter feeling tears begin to build in my eyes saying harshly, "I swear I'll kill the son of a bitch who did this to you... not only for you but for Cassy too…"
The boys and a nurse came back in as I brushed away my tears before they could see them standing up while the nurse said, "The swelling as gone down we can begin to prep him for surgery, if you guys would like to speak to him beforehand now is your chance."
Dean didn't move but Sam went over to him taking his hand whispering to him watching Bobby's eyes flutter open. He went to try and speak but I realized he couldn't grabbing a pen seeing him right on Sam's hand.
He looked over at us with a small smile on his lips hearing him say, "Idjits…"
I went to smile back until his eyes shut once more hearing the machine begin to flat line signaling that he was gone.
They say there are five stages to grieving and I knew one of them was anger, boy was I good at this one. After a few days I left Sam and Dean to deal with my anger in the only way I knew, killing things and drinking. After the first few weeks Dean called me to make sure I was okay and that they were doing everything they could to figure out what the numbers Bobby had wrote down meant.
I did what I could trying to figure out what the Leviathans were doing but no matter how much I tortured them no one wanted to talk about Dick or his plans. Crowley didn't prove to be much help either but my tornado of a mood wasn't something he wasn't used to, it was just never driven by the death of friends.
"I've told you all I know, can't you just let it go?" Crowley said leaning against the wall with his scotch in hand while I growled saying, "It's not that easy…"
I heard him sigh saying, "I would hope you'd have come back to me after that angel boy was killed… you've been around those annoying boys far too long."
"You and I both know I wouldn't have…" I said calming my voice down a bit while he walked closer saying, "Yes… my dear demon Evelyn who wishes to redeem herself from a life time in Hell."
I looked over at him briefly saying, "Are you mocking me?"
"Oh no darling quite the opposite, never in all the years I've been in Hell and all the demons I've ever met are like you. Probably why I took such an interested in you, you were different… well the sexual appetite you had did help a bit." He said feeling my lip twitch for a moment saying, "Sometimes I wish I could be just like all the others… it would have made things much simpler."
"No use dwelling on it now love, you're in too deep now." He said handing me his scotch as I took it drinking the rest of it leaning back on the leather chair I was sitting on saying, "The only thing keeping me from breaking at this point is taking out that asshole Dick."
"I'd be careful around him." Crowley said taking the empty glass from me while I shrugged saying, "Hey so long as I kill him with me I honestly could care less at this point."
"Aww and waste a perfectly good ass like this?" Crowley teased making me shake my head saying, "Flattery won't get you anywhere boss."
"Yes it seems you've been a bit celibate lately… sad really." He replied dramatically making me snort saying, "You're the King of Hell… you should have a line of ladies and men wanting you."
"True… but remember what I said darling." He said feeling him come up beside me saying into my ear, "There is no one like you."
I sat on the beach as the sun was beginning to set finally reaching the end of my long road to healing, ending with acceptance. Weeks had gone by and after all the fighting and killing I was just tired at this point. Okay so maybe I wasn't feeling acceptance but pure numbness, but it was close enough in my books. The grasp of feeling alone was starting to get to me but with Dean and Sam not getting any closer to cracking Bobby's code my hope was dwindling again.
"Wish you were here Cassy… you always kept my hope up…" I said looking out at the ocean frowning until I heard my phone go off.
"Hello?" I said quietly hearing on the other end, "It's Dean… Sam's in the hospital he had an accident."
I looked up at the sky saying quietly, "You gotta shit on the parade even more?"
"What?" Dean said while I shook my head saying, "Nothing, I'll be right there."
I walked towards Dean who was pacing back and forth looking at a door worried but his body relaxed when he saw me. He jogged over putting his arms around me in a brotherly affection sort of way as I hugged him back just enjoying the warmth of someone else against me.
"What happened Deano?" I asked while he told me about Sam getting hit by a truck and still seeing Lucifer which has been affecting his sleep.
"What can I do to help?" I asked while he gave me a small smile saying, "If you can find a way to help Sammy that's all I can ask, if not just try and keep him company while I find someone."
"Of course… you boys are all I have left." I said forcing a smile while he nudged my shoulder saying, "Hey now… you and Sammy are all I got too."
"Aww Deano you sure know how to make a girl feel special." I said poking his nose while he scrunched it saying, "Alright enough of that go check on Sammy."
I saluted him watching him walk off walking into the room Sammy was in seeing him looking out the window worried.
"Hey Sammy boy." I said stepping into the room watching him jump but look towards me seeing hopeful eyes.
"Evelyn you're okay." He said surprised while I sat down saying, "Of course, you can't kill me that easily."
I saw him look to his side making me cock my eyebrow saying, "If Lucy is saying he killed me and I'm imaginary I'm gonna strangle HIS imaginary ass."
"He's asking how that's possible to strangle someone's ass." Sam said looking back at me while I huffed replying, "Well this is going to be a fun wait…"
Sorry its a shorter chapter the next one will be longer.
