I Don't Bite [Dean Winchester x Reader]

My eyes fluttered, my head spun, ears filled with an intense ringing that I couldn't shake no matter how much I tried. I blinked, eyes filled with molten gold, the hospital lights twisting and cascading like falling diamonds. My hands roamed over my arms until I found the IV and wrenched it from my arm. I scrabbled at my fingertips and finally yanked the pulse monitor away. The screen beside me flatlined, blaring a warning signal that had me clutching my head in my hands.

A commotion came from the hallway as I slipped my legs over the edge of the bed, toes touching the bare, cold floor. I winced and stood, gripping the wall until everything stopped spinning. On shaky legs, I stumbled towards the door and reached for the handle, only to have it thrown open.

"Ma'am!" a nurse shouted, sighing in relief, and slipping her hand under my upper arm. "Ma'am you need to get back in bed- your condition isn't stable."

"Where's Dean?" I asked, voice raw and scratchy. I shrugged her off and took another step towards the door, only to be blocked by a gaggle of nurses.

"Miss please!" another pleaded, slipping her hand onto my shoulder and pushing me into the arms of the first, her dainty hands sliding under my arms and holding me upright. "You need to get back to bed-"

"Get off of me!" I snapped, wrenching my arm from the first nurse's grip. "I need to find Dean!" I snarled, eyes blazing like headlights in a dark tunnel. Hands gripped at my gown, attempting to pull me back.

I stumbled through the doorway, pushing past the throng of nurses and around the crash cart. The nurses were shouting now and coaxing others to them in an attempt to pull me back. A doctor's hands gripped me around the waist, dragging me back. I screamed and thrashed in his grip.

"Dean!" I screamed. "Get away from me! I need to find Dean!" I thrashed, lifting my feet in the air, kicking, flailing, and hitting whatever I could make contact with. The nurses began shouting, calling for help, and sedatives, too which I only screamed louder.

"Dean!!" I screamed and twisted in the man's grip, pushing myself from his arms until my feet hit the floor. He and another nurse gripped my arms and pulled my back, yanking me towards the doorway. "Sam! John!!" I screamed, and snarled, teeth elongating and sharpening before I could stop them. Panic gripped my lungs, squeezing the oxygen out, and for a split second, I thought my heart would give out. I threw my head back and screamed, kicking, punching, and hoping to God I didn't hurt anyone too badly. I had to find Dean.

A familiar scent drifted down the hallway, one of old books and leather, and I screamed louder, pulling myself away from the nurses and sprinting down the hallway with them hot on my heels. I skidded along the floor and collided with what I could only describe as a brick wall that quickly wrapped its arms around me and hoisted me to my feet.

"Sam, where's Dean?" I snapped, dripping the collar of his jacket. He sputtered and glanced at my shoulder at the handful of doctors and nurses racing after me, surely wondering how I had moved so fast. "Where is he!?"

"Four down, on the left," he sputtered out, pointing over his shoulder, and releasing his grip on me. Before he could blink, I was off again, tearing down the hall until my palms made contact with the door. I pulled myself to a sliding stop and wrenched the door open, cool metal burning my boiling skin.

I threw the door open and slipped into the room, slamming the door shut before the nurses had even made it down the hallway. I breathed a sigh of relief and rested my head against the wood, taking a deep breath, then spun to face Dean.

What I saw brought me to my knees. I collapsed, my legs refusing to hold my weight and giving out beneath me. My hands flew to my mouth and tears filled my eyes.