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Jenny gave you a sad smile which you couldn’t help but groan at, “I’ll be sure to have ice chips ready for you and grab you some ice cream from the cafeteria.”

“I hate those god damn tubes.” You replied.

“Language missy, and I know you do, but remember, this should be the last time. No more surgeries after this.” She said before looking at the clock, “Surgery is in two hours, want me to do your hair?”

A small smile broke out on your face, “Can I have braids?” You asked quietly.

“Of course.” She beamed at you as she grabbed the hairbrush and small hair ties she needed.

“Any idea where my dad is at?” You questioned as she finished up your hair.

“I think the doctors wanted to speak with him this morning before surgery, he should be back here soon.” She spoke right before someone knocked on the closed door.

“Knock, knock.” Your dad’s voice rang into the room.

“We were just talking about you.” Jenny told him as she moved the curtain in front of the door, “Just finishing up our girl’s hair. Wanted to have it all pretty for her final surgery today.”

“And it looks amazing, as usual.” He said, entering the room and placing a kiss on your forehead, “How you feeling today kiddo?” He asked, pulling a chair out to sit next to you.

You shrugged your shoulders, “Kay, ready for this to be over with I guess.”

“I know sweetheart,” Jensen said, giving your hand a squeeze, “But the good news is I just spoke with your doctors, they’re gonna do a CT first to see how everything in your body is doing. Make sure no brain bleeds or anything are happening, see how your organs are doing and healing after the bleeds you had during the accident. Also gonna check on your bones and how they’re healing. Then they’re gonna do the surgery on your ankle, place those screws and the rod in your leg. After that, no more surgeries.”

“Promise?” You asked, sticking your pinky out to your father.

“Promise.” He replied, locking his pinky with yours. “The bad news is that in about three days we’re gonna be moving to another unit.”

You furrowed your brows, “Whaddya mean?”

“He means you’ll be leaving me.” Jenny told you, a sad smile on her face. “You won’t need to be in the ICU anymore, so you’ll be heading to a step down unit.”

“Jenny can’t come?” You spoke sadly. She had been your nurse since the second day you were in the hospital and had become extremely close with your family.

“Sorry hon.” She replied, giving your hand a squeeze before heading to the sink in your room, “I only work in the ICU, but don’t worry, the nurses on the step down unit are pretty awesome too.”

You let out a sigh, “I wish she could come with me.” 

“I know sweetheart, me too; but once you move to that unit they’ll start doing some therapy and we’re hoping that in two weeks you’ll be able to go home.” Your dad said, a huge grin on his face.

You looked at him in shock, “I-I get to go home soon?”

Jensen nodded his head, “We’re already starting to get things ready for you. You’re gonna have to stay on the first floor for a while but we’re gonna make it easy for you to get around and have all the food you’ve been craving waiting for you.”

You let a watery chuckle, “Okay, one more surgery. New unit. Therapy. Home. I can do that.”

Jensen couldn’t help but tear up at the sound of hope in your voice, you’d been in the hospital for five weeks and have been miserable most of the time; but now, now you were smiling and he could see a glimpse of his daughter from before the accident. 

“You ready to head to CT?” Jenny asked, turning to look at you. “Transport is here for us, we’ll head down, then come back up here to prep you for OR.”

“Sounds good.” You told her, a brightness in your eyes she hadn’t seen before.

“Well alright then, give her the good luck kiss Mr. Jensen and we’ll be on our way.”

“Ow.” You whispered as you slowly moved your hand to your neck.

“Morning sunshine.” Jenny’s voice spoke softly as she grabbed your hand before you could touch your neck. “Open your mouth, I have some ice chips for ya.” She told you as she lifted a spoon to your mouth which contained two small crushed pieces of ice. “Suck on those for a minute hon. Here Mr. Jensen, can you give her more when she’s ready?”

“Course.” Jensen replied in a serious tone, giving your hand a squeeze.

You opened your eyes a little, the lights were dimmed and the door was shut, making it extra quiet, “How’d it go?”

“Surgery was perfect.” Jenny stated., “Now we’re just gonna focus on keeping you comfy for the rest of the day, maybe grab you some ice cream and jello in about an hour if you’re up to it.”

“Always up for it.” You smiled at her, “Besides, gotta let you spoil me while you can, a few days from now I’ll be someone else’s problem.” You joked, but the smiles on Jenny and your dad’s faces dropped with your words, something you noticed quickly, “What is it?”

Jenny shot your dad a look, “I’m gonna go chart your vitals, I’ll be back soon with your snack.”

As she left the room you quickly looked at your father for answers, “What is it?”

Jensen gripped onto your hand, “Sweetheart,” He sighed out.

“What dad?” You asked, confused at what was happening.

“The doctors read your CT while you were in surgery.” He told you.

“Okay….and? That’s what doctors do.” You replied.

“I know honey, it’s just-everything looks good, better actually than they expected.” He stated.

“Isn’t that a good thing?” You questioned.

“Yeah babygirl, it’s really good. You’re healing a lot faster than expected which is a positive sign.” He informed you.

“Then what is it?” You pushed, “Cause you look like someone died.”

“Honey…” Jensen braced himself for what he was about to say, “The CT showed a lot of scar damage on your spine, they’re-they’re gonna have to do another surgery to remove some of it and place some screws in order for you to have a chance at walking again. They gotta wait for you to heal some from this one so it’ll be about a week, then they’ll do the surgery but you’re gonna be in the ICU for about another two weeks, maybe more.” 

Jensen watched as the tiny flame in your eye that was there this morning died out as you looked at him with tears dropping onto your cheeks. You didn’t say anything, you didn’t have to.

5 Days Later

“Hey honey,” Your dad spoke into the phone leaving a voicemail for your mother, “They wheeled her up a few minutes ago and are getting her comfortable in the room. Doctors said everything went great but they had to take out more than planned, she’s gonna be in a lot of pain so we probably shouldn’t have any visitors other than you and me the next few days. I gotta go, Kristen is waving at me, I think Y/N is waking up. Call you later, love you.”

Jensen quickly hung up the call and sped to your room, where one of the other nurses you had often, Kristen, was standing at the entrance while Jenny stood near the machines you were connected to, pushing different buttons on them.

“Give me just a second honey, I’m working on making it better. If it doesn’t help I’ll give you a push of fentanyl to make it stop.” Jenny told you, trying to comfort you the best she could.

“Hey babygirl, you okay?” Jensen asked, nearly smacking himself in the head for asking such a stupid question.

You looked over at your father the best you could, your neck was in a brace to try to keep you as still as possible. Tears were pouring down your face as you tried to calm yourself down. “I-it-it hu-uu-rts-s s-s-o bb-aa-d.” You puffed out, as you began to hyperventilate. 

Jensen grabbed onto your hand, giving a squeeze before he put his hand on your forehead, moving some of the stray hairs that had fallen from your braids out of your face. “I know sweetheart, Jenny is doing what she can to make it better. It’ll be better soon, I promise.” Jensen placed a kiss on your head, wishing he could do something to help you.

“Yy-ou prom-ised n-n-o mm-ore s-s-ugeries.” You started to sob.

Your dad saw Jenny rush out of the room, likely to grab you pain medication and he felt his heart break, “I know I did sweetie, and I’m so sorry, but this was the last one. Okay? No more.”

“I-I don’t believe you.” You told him, tears continuing to pour from your eyes.

Tears started to form in your father’s eyes, “I’m so sorry sweetheart.” Jensen whispered, not knowing what to do.

“Why do you keep doing this to me?” You spoke in a broken tone, “You keep putting me through these surgeries. And for what? Nothing? I’m not gonna be able to walk again. I won’t be able to play basketball. My life is done. Just let me go.”

Jensen looked at you confused, “What’re you talking about?”

“I’m talking about this!” You shouted in a hysterical voice, “These surgeries are all pointless! They’re not helping, they just keep adding more problems to me and make everything hurt! I don’t wanna hurt anymore Daddy, just make it stop.” You sobbed, “I want it to stop, I don’t wanna be here anymore! Make it stop. Make it stop!”

Jenny walked in and froze for a moment at the scene she walked in to but was quick to move to your IV so she could give you the pain medication you needed, “It’ll stop hurting soon hon, you’ll fall asleep but it won’t hurt.”

“Daddy please, make it stop.” You begged.

Jensen continued to grip onto your hand, “It’ll stop soon babygirl, I promise. The pain meds are kicking in and you’ll pass out soon.”

You stared at your dad as silent tears fell, you felt the medicine starting to pull you under and your hold on your father’s hand started to loosen. Jenny looked at the monitors, seeing your blood pressure and heart rate start to drop, showing the medication was working.

“I wish the car had killed me.” You mumbled, looking straight into your dad’s eyes, “It should have killed me. I’d be better off.” 

Jensen stared back at you, tears falling as he heard your words and Jenny grabbed onto your other hand.

“I wished it had killed me.”

Next

This year you and Tom decided you wanted a house party with a Disney fancy dress theme and practically the whole school was invited. As you were both turning 18 you knew it was bound to be a big one, especially as Tom was getting more popular. It made you a little anxious, but you knew you had your family and friends by your side and your room to run to if things got too much. Plus, your parents were allowing you to drink a little alcohol this year under their supervision, so that would help a lot.

You were dressing up as Tinkerbell and Tom as Captain Hook, matching costumes just making sense since you were young. You had a set of fairy wings on your back that you borrowed from Arrow and your Mom had glued some white pom poms onto some green shoes for you. You had done Tom’s eyeliner for him, laughing when he winced as you did the waterline.

“Stop being a baby Tommy, it doesn’t hurt.”

“I don’t poke myself in the eye everyday Peach.” He retorted, poking you in the arm.

You shook your head and took the eyeliner away from him, ruffling his hair a little to give him more of a rough look and placing his hat on his head. You stepped back and gave him a nod of approval as he pretended to twirl to show off.

“Well Tinkerbell, shall we go to Neverland and see our guests?” He asked holding his arm out for you to take, making you laugh.

“Hold on I’ll sprinkle some fairy dust and we can fly there.”

“You can fly Peach.” He smirked and lifted you over his shoulder and ran down the stairs with you, finally dropping you off in the kitchen as you doubled over in laughter, him smiling at your pretty face.

“You two do realise you already have guests here right?” Your Dad chuckled, pointing to the people gathering outside around the firepit, some with drinks in their hands and some crowding around the beer pong table that was definitely only there for the adults. Your grandparents had come and taken the little ones earlier, so it was just your parents, aunts and uncles staying for the party and fun.

“Sorry Dad, just fixing Tom’s eyeliner while he cried like a little girl.” You teased, before rushing outside so Tom couldn’t attack you again.

“It really hurts okay?” He whined to the adults as they looked at him with amused faces and following behind you as they laughed at him.

You threw your hands around Josh’s neck as you reached him and kissed him softly, having grown a lot closer whilst dating over the past few weeks.

“Hello Pan.” You smirked and adjusted his cap on his head making him smile.

“Tinkerbell, you look exceptionally beautiful tonight, birthday girl.” He smiled at you making you blush.

“Y/N I got you a drink! Oh hey Josh.” Tom stared at him as he passed you your drink. He felt the pit of fire burning in his stomach and he resisted the urge to slap his smirk off his smug face.

“Hey Tom, Happy Birthday man.” Josh smiled at Tom, making Tom scowl a little.

“Thanks,” He mumbled, stumbling a little when Sasha came over with her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Hey Sasha.” You muttered, glaring at her softly. This bitch had come dressed as Tinkerbell too, the audacity. You rolled your eyes softly and looked up at Josh silently begging him to take you away.

“Oh, I didn’t know you would be here.” She scoffed, looking you up and down.

“It’s my party?” You laughed a little, looking at Tom with a confused look as he shook his head.

“You never said it was a joint party.” Sasha frowned at Tom.

“I thought it was implied.” He muttered as she started shouting at him.

You and Josh decided to slip away and enjoy your night without the wrath of the brunette. You met up with the rest of your little group and played a few drinking games before Tom came over to get you.

“Cake time. Don’t smush it in my face this year, please.” He sighed making you frown. He loved doing that each year, it was your tradition at this point. You gave him a questioning look and his eyes just flicked over to Sasha and you nodded in acknowledgement as you sat in front of your family and friends with the giant cake in the middle of you two. Blowing the candles out was never so dull, it wasn’t the same without smashing cake into Tom’s face.

The last thing you remember was blowing out your candles and wishing everything would figure itself out, before waking up on your bathroom floor, hair stuck to your face. Maybe drinking so much last night and playing beer pong with Tom wasn’t such a good idea after all.

You peeled yourself off the floor and hopped into the shower, washing off the vomit, sweat and grime from the party and letting the water wash over your hungover skin. You got out and jumped into some pyjamas and got back into bed, taking the medicine your parents had left on the side and gulping down some water. As soon as you turned on your TV you heard a tapping at your window, seeing Tom with a big smile on his face. You sighed but got up to let him in, immediately getting back into your cocoon.

“I have some news.” He smirked, jumping into bed with you and handing you the bag of your favourite meal from McDonalds making you grin in thanks. You slowly sat up and looked at his expectantly as you took a sip of your drink.

“I lost my virginity last night.” He grinned, making you spit out your drink in surprise and start coughing on it.

“What? Who with?” You asked confused, recovering from the moment and ignoring the crushing feeling in your chest at his admission.

“Sasha, who else?” He laughed at you while rubbing your back from the coughing.

“Well congrats I guess?” You said nervously.

“There’s one more thing.” He muttered, looking down at his hands. He was nervous about something. You could tell by the way he was playing with his fingers.

“Why did you bribe me with Maccies?” You asked him suspiciously, raising an eyebrow at him.

“I want to take Sasha to the dance.” He mumbled quickly.

“Oh.”

“I know it’s tradition and I love going with you but me and Sasha are getting serious and it’s senior year, I’m not going to get another chance.” He rushed out.

“Tom, it’s fine. Josh asked me too. Go with Sasha.” You smiled at him, trying to hide the pain behind your eyes. “Just save a dance for me.”

“Of course.”

As much as you felt sad about losing Tom as your long-standing date to the dance you were very glad you had Josh as his replacement.  You and Tom still managed to get a picture together at home before you left, and before Sasha clung to his arm and you couldn’t get anywhere near him. He still drove you there, playing songs and singing stupidly the whole way making you remember how much you actually liked him.

Tom parked up outside the dance and gave you a winning smile, “Have fun tonight, if you need me…”

“Text you, yeah I know. See you later Tommy.” You laughed as Josh came up to the car and opened your door. You kissed Josh on the cheek and grabbed his hand, rushing towards the doors making Tom scowl.

“Dick.” He mumbled under his breath before getting out of the car himself and finding his girlfriend.

You managed to have one quick dance with Tom while Sasha scowled at you the whole time and Josh danced with Lily, Zach and Penny in the meantime, knowing how important your friendship with Tom was. But the peace didn’t last for long.

You quickly joined them, and Josh twirled you around, making your dress flow softly. He pulled you close to his chest as a slow song came on and wrapped his arms around your waist, one hand dipping to just above your bum. Holding you softly and lovingly in his arms as you hand wrapped around his neck. The eye contact between the both of you was full of passion, you leaned in slowly for a kiss, feeling his hand grip onto your ass into it. You laughed and deepend the kiss, loving the feeling of his lips on yours, until he was ripped away from you.

“Get your hands off her.” Tom screamed at Josh, pushing him away from you.

“Tom it’s fine. Stop.” You reasoned, putting your hand on his shoulder only to have him shove it off harshly.

“This is between me and him.”

“Tom I’m not going to fight you. Y/N is my girlfriend, we were kissing.”

“You touched her ass, you asshole.” He spoke gritting his teeth and throwing a punch to Josh’s jaw.

“Tom!” You shouted, going in between them both and pushing him backwards, inadvertently getting hit by his swinging hand in the process, right in the cheek. You gasped and took a step backwards looking at him in betrayal, a hand held up to your cheek. You felt Josh’s hand on your shoulder and your little group of friends gathering around you, making sure you were okay and giving Tom evils. You shrugged Josh’s hand off, mad at him for even entertaining Tom’s fight.

“How could you?” You asked him heartbroken, tears dripping freely down your face as you reached out for Josh’s hand.

“Y/N I’m sorry, it wasn’t meant for you.”

“No, it was meant for my boyfriend who you shouldn’t have been hitting in the first place. What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“He was touching you.” Tom shouted back at you, getting angry that you were pissed off with him.

“He’s my boyfriend. Don’t you think I’d have pushed him off if I didn’t want him to?”

“You’re weak Y/N. I didn’t want him to take advantage of you.”

“I’m weak?” You laughed sadly, that stinging more than a punch ever could. “Fuck you Thomas Padalecki, don’t speak to me ever again.”

“Y/N come on, we’ve been friends for 18 years and you’re throwing it away over this douche?” He pleaded, tears coming to his eyes as he realised, he was losing the only thing that made getting up everyday worth it.

“You’re the douche. We’re done.” You mumbled and turned to Lily and Penny as they lead you away from the crowd that had formed. Josh looked after you sadly but walked in the opposite direction with Zach.

“Fine maybe we shouldn’t talk anymore.” He shouted after you angrily.

Tom was left to watch you walk away, a group of friends behind you and realised you really didn’t need him anymore. He had lost you. He had only just realised he loved you and he’d already fucked it up.

Next Part

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Jensen ran his hands through his hair, a sign of his anxiety building, “Bill, what the hell happened?”

“Some drunk asshole ran through a red light and hit the girls when Y/N was driving Callie home; both of ‘em were knocked out when they got here. The knuckleheads must have left their bags at Janie’s house cause neither had ID on them. It wasn’t until Callie woke up that the hospital figured out who they were and called me; their phones were destroyed and it wasn’t until I got here that they got your phone number” Bill explained.

“Son of a bitch.” Jensen whispered to himself, closing his eyes while he processed everything that happened. “How’s Callie? She okay?”

Bill nodded his head, “A few cuts and a broken leg, other then that she’s fine. “ He responded, “Jensen, I’m so sorry. Y/N shouldn’t have even been there; Callie’s car broke down and I was stuck working on a business deal so I couldn’t come get her-“

“Stop.” Jensen said in a serious voice, “This isn’t your fault, even if you had been able to come get her Y/N woulda wanted to bring Callie home anyways, don’t go down that road.”

“I know but-“ Bill began but was interrupted by the nurse who had reappeared, when did she leave? Jensen wondered to himself.

“Excuse me, Mr. Ackles? I found Dr. Paddok, she wants me to take you upstairs to the ICU so if you’ll come with me. I’ll take you there.” She told your father.

Jensen quickly nodded his head and motioned for her to lead the way, “Tell me how she is!” Bill called out to Jensen as he walked away.

Jensen blindly followed the nurse throughout the hospital, every minute hoping he’d be taken through a door and met with the sight of his beautiful daughter sitting there waiting for him to pick her up, only he knew this wasn’t going to be the case as his mind flashed back to the phone call he received only thirty minutes ago.

I’m a doctor at Cornerstone Hospital of Austin, I’m afraid I have some bad news to deliver regarding Y/N.”

“What happened?” Jensen quickly asked as he stood up from the couch.

“There was a car accident and your daughter has been critically injured. We were unable to identity her or obtain legal guardian information until a few moments ago. She’s been admitted and I believe it is best if you get here as soon as you can.” Dr. Paddok told him.

“Is my daughter going to be okay?” Jensen questioned.

“She’s currently in surgery in order to stop some of the bleeding, but it’s best if you were here to tell you the details sir.” The doctor said.

“Is she dying?” He asked in a worried tone.

“I-I can’t-“ Dr. Paddok tried to say but was interrupted.

“Is my daughter going to survive?” Jensen practically shouted into the phone.

“I’m not sure Mr. Ackles, her injuries are quite severe so it’s best if you prepare yourself for what you might be walking into.” She told him in a quieter tone.

Jensen stood there in the living room for a moment in silence as he let the news wash over him, “I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.” Jensen stated before hanging up the phone and bolting for the stairs. He flung his bedroom door open, causing Danneel to jump awake from her deep sleep.

“Jensen?” She questioned in a groggy voice, “What’s wrong?”

“Y/N was in an accident. She’s in surgery and I need to be at the hospital-now.” Jensen told her as he grabbed his shoe’s from the closet.

“What?” Danneel asked, now wide awake.

“A car accident, she’s at Cornerstone, Dee they said she might not-“ Jensen’s voice began to waiver and he stopped himself from continuing.

“Oh my God.” Danneel breathed out.

Jensen nodded his head, “I’m going, call-someone to watch the kids then meet me there.” He ordered before walking out of the room and jogging down the stairs; the faster he moved the faster he could get to his daughter.

The doors to the elevator opened and a doctor walked up to Jensen and reached her hand out. “Mr. Ackles, my name is Dr. Paddok, I’m who you spoke to on the phone.”

Jensen grabbed her hand, “Where’s my daughter?” He immediately asked.

Releasing her  hand Dr. Paddok looked at the nurse, “Thanks Rose, I’ll take it from here. Mr. Ackles if you follow me Dr. Simms and I can answer all of your questions.”

Nodding his head Jensen again motioned his head indicating he would follow. He was led into a small room that held a table; it appeared to be a meeting room of some sort. Inside a woman in her fifties stood from where she was sitting and reached her hand out to shake Jensen’s.

“Mr. Ackles, my name is Dr. Simms, I’m one of the Attendings here at Cornerstone. Please have a seat.” She introduced herself. Everyone took a seat, the two doctors across from Jensen who looked at them impatiently, “First I’d like to apologize for the verbiage Dr. Paddok used on the phone. She’s just now beginning to notify families and the information she told you must have caused you to be very distressed and for that I apologize.”

Jensen nodded his head, confused, were you not as injured as he had been led to believe.

“The information she told you was of the nature that we don’t like to notify next of kin via the phone, we prefer to do it in person so that everything is clear and you can ask questions. So, now Dr. Paddok is going to tell you the extent of Y/N’s injuries and where we are at right now with her care.” Dr. Simms looked over to the younger doctor, silently giving her the okay to speak now.

“Mr. Ackles-“ She began.

“Jensen.” He stated, “Call me Jensen.”

Dr. Paddok nodded her head, “Jensen, Y/N was admitted to the ED in critical condition. The vehicle impacted directly on the driver’s side door, effectively crushing it and trapping her inside of the vehicle. It took the fire department around thirty minutes to evacuate her where she was immediately placed into an ambulance and brought here. She was taken to CT where we discovered massive internal damage, including internal bleeding, a subdural hematoma, and multiple fractures.” Jensen let out a breath of air as he listened to your injuries. Tears flooded his eyes as he tried his hardest to keep it together as he tried to focus on what he was being told.

“Her brain began to swell so she was immediately taken to an OR so neurology could try to relieve some of the pressure on her brain. While in surgery the internal bleeding became too extensive and now a general surgeon is also operating, trying to control some of the bleeding.” Dr. Paddok explained, “We are doing everything possible right now to save Y/N but we want you to understand the severity of her injuries so that you can be prepared for whatever the outcome is.”

Tears were now running down Jensen’s face but he didn’t care.

“Do you understand everything Dr. Paddok has told you Jensen?” Dr. Simms asked gently. He silently nodded his head as he glanced back and forth between the doctors in front of him. “Do you have any questions we can answer for you right now?”

“Is my daughter going to survive?” Jensen questioned.

Dr. Simms gave Jensen a sad smile, “Right now we just don’t know.” She told him, causing Jensen to close his eyes which forced more tears out, “With the severity of her injuries we are doing everything possible to save her life and if she does make it through surgery it will be a long recovery with multiple surgeries to fix her body-it’s, her body is very broken Mr. Ackles, bones are shattered, it will be a long battle ahead of her but we will do everything in our power to help her through it.”

Opening his eyes he let out a shaky breath, “Now what do I do?”

Dr. Paddok answered with an apologetic look, “You wait.”