Sam was good company, he told me about his comic book, and his hobbies. He talked about the Impala, and his dad. But his most favorite was his comic books. He made me laugh every time he told me about one of the characters. As soon as he started telling me about his favorite character Dean walked in with a bag from the clothes store down the street.
"Sam are bothering Izzy with your geeky comic book stuff?"
"What's wrong with geeks Dean?" I say to him.
"Why?" Sam asks for him.
"Cause I'm a geek, and a bit of a nerd," I reply smiling. Dean's face flushes with embarrassment.
"Nothin's wrong with them, I just didn't want Sam to be bugging you when you need to rest."
"It's fine Dean," I say, "I used to read the same comic books when I was Sam's age. So when I was 12? 13?" Dean's face flushes more.
"I'm leaving," Sam says, "Y'all are to loud, and Isabella is biased with Evil Doctor Kep." (Made It Up).
"Am not," I say pouting as Sam walks out the door. Dean turns to me and chuckles. He sits on my bed, and plops the clothing stores bag down next to me.
"Sooooo? What's in the bag?" I ask.
Dean just shrugs,
"Why don't you open it and look?" I felt like a little kid on Christmas. I open the bag, and find a super cute outfit.
"Dean, it's super cute, a little girly, but that fine! I love it thank you." I say, and hug him.
"There's something else in there too." I looked at him puzzled, but reach back into the bag. My fingers graze something towards the bottom of the bag, so I pick it up and pull it out. In my hand was a little box.
"Open it," Dean says. I lift the time box lid and gasp. Inside was
a necklace, a little too long to be a choker, but still adorable. The pendant that hung off it was angel wings with a halo, but the back was my favorite part. The backside had an antipossesion symbol carved into. I looked at Dean as if he gave me gold.
"Oh ... Dean ... It's gorgeous!" I exclaim.
"Do you want help putting it on?" I nod my head quickly. Dean chuckles, and picks up the necklace. I tilt my head forward. Dean places the necklace around my neck, and I can feel him fumble with the clasp on the back of my neck.
"There," Dean said at last. I sit up, and hold the pendant in my hands. I smile at Dean, and he smiles back. I grab the bag, and slide out if bed carefully, hissing in pain as I do. I stand, but immediately fall back down onto the bed. Dean loops his arm around my waist, and helps me to the bathroom to change.
I come out of the bathroom and feel much better in something other than a hospital gown. Dean's gaze locks with mine, and I feel a blush rising in my cheeks as he smiles at me. I throw the hospital gown on the bed, and go to step but my left leg gives out from underneath me. Dean rushes to help me. He scoops me up in his familiar arms, and carries me out of my hospital room. I snuggle into Dean's chest, and put my arms around his neck. I see nurses give us strange looks as we walk towards the door, the only problem is, we ran into my doctor.
"What th-, Miss Lopez your not supposed to be out of bed!" He exclaims. John looks at me then the doctor.
"Ah! Dean I told you to leave Izzy in her room! What were u thinking?!" John says. The doctor turns to John, and Dean takes off running.
"Hey!" The doctor yells. John punches the doctor, and takes of after Dean, and I. Dean practically throws me into the Impala. John gets in, and stomps on the gas. John swerves into different lanes,and runs lights leaving cars honking behind is. I bounce around, and hiss in pain until John finally slows down, and drives smoothly.
"You ok back there Izzy?" John asks looking at me in the rearview mirror. I nod my head, and look out the Impala's windows, and soon find myself asleep.
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A/n : Sooooo? How's y'alls life? I don't personally have one ... JK jk I do, my bf's amazeballs! But anyway hope ur enjoying the book.
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