Welcome to SU: Legacy, a next-gen Supernatural RP that takes place in the year 2040. The Men of Letters has expanded to include three base locations across the continental US. Angels and demons have gone mostly dormant but there are still supernatural evils lurking in the shadows. The legacies could use your help. Are you in?
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Post by ZZZ - Dean - RETIRED on May 24, 2011 5:00:49 GMT -8
Whatever drugs they’d put her on, they were clearly screwing with Sully’s sense of reality. It was as though she was seeing some kind of hallucination that no one else could see when she looked at the nurse behind Dean. For a brief moment, Dean looked too, just in case Sully wasn’t imagining things, but all he saw were worried staff all waiting to see if he could calm her down.
Reality seemed to kick in then and Sully’s body sank to the floor, Dean going down with her to keep her from hitting it hard. The desperate fight drained away and she became pliable and limp, still lacking in strength after her ordeal.
”It’s over.”
Dean cradled her in his arms, rocking her gently back and forth while she processed the meaning of what she was repeating to herself. He knew he’d saved her life from the threat of her mother and the torture she’d been put through, but it would take a long time to put the pieces of her back together again so that she would be as whole as she once was. Or maybe she had never been whole at all and now this was her chance to build stronger foundations. Whatever it meant for Sully, there was no escaping the fact it was going to be a long road to recovery. Dean was certain he’d help her walk it whether she wanted him to or not.
“I got you.” Dean soothed as exhaustion claimed her, hoping that the nurses and security staff would leave them alone now. He hated people seeing him vulnerable, Sully was the same. She wouldn’t have wanted an audience for this.
“She’s been through a lot, she just needs some time.” He informed the hovering nurse who’d originally tried to talk Sully down. She nodded understandingly and Dean gave her a weary smile, thankful that she wasn’t pushing them.
“Is there any chance that you can move me to this room so I can be here if she needs me?”
”I don’t know…”
The nurse chewed on her lip and watched as the rest of her back up wandered off, mentally going through her hospital procedures list and the logistical implications of moving patients around as she bent to pick up Dean‘s I.V. pole.
“Please. I’m all she’s got. She’ll feel safer if I’m here.”
For a moment it looked like she was going to say no, but Dean’s heartfelt plea changed her mind. Her face softened at the sight of Sully curled up in Dean’s arms and she nodded as though the answer was obvious from the get go.
”I’ll make some arrangements.”
Dean sighed in relief and offered up a warm smile of gratitude.
“Thank you.” He cast his eyes down to Sully, the smile becoming almost saddened. “She'll be okay now.”