Jack Kline // Lover

                                    

                                          





My heartbeat is starting to slow as my body begins to give up on me. Due to my left leg being broken after jumping from a window, I'm limping on my right leg all the way back to the impala, hoping someone is there. A few hours ago I got split up from Sam and Jack, so now I'm bleeding out with no help. Putting pressure on the wound only helped so much before the blood begin seeping through. 
The demons that were chasing us are long gone by now but they got me pretty bad. Breathing became a struggle as my legs completely gave out. I fell to the ground, groaning in the process. I lean against a tree, trying to take calm steady breaths. It's not much use when I'm laying here dying. My head lifted to look up at the sky and see a few stars shining. It looks so peaceful. 
I must have gotten lost in thought because soon I started hearing voices. It sounds like Sam. Mustering up all the energy I've got left, I yell back. He starts calling my name until finally finding me laying under this tree. His eyes widen in shock seeing me like this. "Oh my god, y/n." He says, while leaning down to take a look at me. "What happened?"
"The...demons..." my words were coming out breathless. He helps me up and gets me back to the car. When we got there, I saw Dean already waiting there for us. They helped me into the car before discussing where Cas and Jack were. Sam decided to stay back and find them while Dean drove me to a hospital.
It felt like forever for us to get there as Dean kept reassuring me that I'm going to be okay. He carries me inside where doctors and nurses rush to my aid. That is the last thing I'm able to remember before passing out. 
My eyes had opened to find myself in a hospital bed. I look around the room, seeing Jack standing over by the window. His back is facing me. He hears me groan and sit up before turning to face me. Relief washed over his face seeing me awake and okay. "How are you feeling?" He asks while coming over to me. 
"Sore but okay overall." I smile softly. He sits down next to me and grabs my hand in his. 
"You don't know how worried I was about you." He breathes nervously. The worry in his eyes is evident. "I...I really like you y/n and the thought of losing you kills me." 
I grab his hand in mine and hold it tightly. He looks into my eyes and I give him a smile. "I like you too and you are never going to lose me, Jack." I reassure him. That brightened up his mood a bit, knowing that he'll always have me. I invite him to lay next to me as we try to find something to watch on the old tv this hospital room provides. 
Halfway through an episode of some old 80s show, I felt him shift uncomfortably. I put the tv on mute and turn my head to face him. "Are you okay?" I ask. He takes in a breath then looks at me. We stare into each other's eyes for a while until he spoke. 
"I love you..." he let out. My heart stopped beating completely in my chest at his words. "Like more than a friend." He admits. It sort of left me speechless. I feel the same way but this is all new to me. 
"I love you too Jack, more than a friend." I grin. His eyes softened and he kisses my cheek before resting his head on my shoulder. It made me happy as he grabbed my hand in his, holding it tightly. We stayed like that for a while just watching tv and enjoying each other's company. This day may not have started out so good but it surely did end perfectly.