I'm a reckless goddamn son of a bitch

[momchester]

Who: Mary Winchester and her visitors~
When: 10/22 - 10/24
Where: Skye Medical
Summary: After surviving getting eaten by a grue, Mary has three fun days in the hospital before it gets worse.
Warnings: Injury, language, Lisbeth, and Winchesters.

[The night she comes in, the 21st, is taken up by surgery, family, and much-needed rest, but the next morning she wakes up slightly loopy from the drugs and ready to... stare woozily at the day. She has nasty scrapes on her face that required stitches, a patchwork of hideous bruises, a cast on one wrist, and bandages all over her body, including around her head, with several different IVs and a couple of monitors hooked up to her at once. Overall she looks like a hot mess, but she's coping better than anyone would expect, and when she isn't using her powers to throw things at Lisbeth, her roommate, she's taking visitors.

Some time between Wednesday night and Thursday morning, though, her condition worsens from an unforeseen complication, and she falls unconscious.]


(OOC: please reply under the top-level comment thing for the day your character is visiting. There are only three days because she'll be hiatused coma'd after that, oops. 8( )

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[hostage]

Make me.

[There's no bite to those words, though. His voice is weak and trembling. He's on the verge of tears with not enough energy to try and hide that fact. The flowers are set aside so he can reach for Mary's hand. There has to be something he can give her, isn't there? Something that'll wake her up? God, if only he had something useful.]

[failedparenting]

[Without warning, John reaches over and slaps his hand away,]

Don't touch her.

[There's as much venom in those words as he can muster, but honestly it comes out sounding mildly irritated.]

Your girlfriend's fine. Go be with her and leave us alone for once.

[John voice has a certain weary desperation to it. He's done. He is so beyond done. All he wants in the world is for this ordeal to be over and Mary to be healthy, and he just doesn't have the give-a-fuck to deal with Jesse today.]

[hostage]

[What the fuck was that? Slapping his hand away like he was trying to steal from the cookie jar? Goddamn. He knows he's the outsider here, but -]

I'm trying to help her, asshole.

[failedparenting]

How, by feeling her up?

[Well, okay, that was unfair. But fuck, he'll rolling with it.]

If you can't wake her up, you can't help her.

[hostage]

Yeah, by feeling her up. Jesus, would you just step off for a minute? I'm trying to think. I might be able to - I don't know.

[Whatever he's going to do, he can't do it with John getting between them.]

[failedparenting]

I'm not letting you touch her until you tell me what you're doing to her.

[Like hell he's going to let some junkie fuck with her body while she's in a coma. He'll just break her more.]

[hostage]

Look, I might be able to fix her, okay? But I can't try unless you let me hold her hand. That's it. Just her hand.

[failedparenting]

[Sometime between slapping Jesse's hand away and now, John latched onto Mary's hand and is clinging to it for dear life.

He's worse off than he thought.]

How.

[JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION.]

[hostage]

With -

[He doesn't want to tell John. It's dangerous telling anyone, let alone someone who loathes him.]

With my power, okay. It's... just... I might be able to change her. I might change her so she can wake up.

[failedparenting]

[He just keeps on giving Jesse that death glare. Help? Yeah, sure, like he could help anyone.]

Gotta do better than that, son, or else you better get the hell out of this room.

[hostage]

[...Fuck it. He can't just let Mary lie there and die because of this.]

I can give people powers! Alright? I can give her a power. I'm trying to think, like... maybe healing or something. Except I don't have straight-up healing. But if you just give me two minutes to do my thing, I might figure it out, alright?

[failedparenting]

[Well, that's....

Useful. John can understand why he wanted to keep it too himself. He wasn't full of shit, though, maybe he can help.]

Okay. Fine.

[He straightens in his seat, a poor attempt at looking more dignified than the "homeless alcoholic" look he's got now. He won't let go of Mary though.]

But just so you know, if this goes wrong? I swear to god I'll dump you outside and let the Darkness deal with your sorry ass.

[hostage]

[Jesse would normally be much more defensive, but he understands how it feels, facing the possibility of losing the love of your life. So instead of snapping back, the next words are quiet:]

Relax. I done this a thousand times and it's never hurt anybody.

[Cautiously, even though he's been given permission now, Jesse steps forward and reaches out to touch Mary's skin. Maybe the first thing to do, before giving her anything, is to see if there's something he should take away. A curse, or someone else's power being used on her, or anything magical that wasn't there before. If Mary's regularly asking for power from Jesse, maybe she goes to other sources, too. And while Jesse knows his power doesn't have side effects, others' might.

When he lays his hand on her, though, a chill runs through him. Something's wrong. Really wrong. He doesn't say anything immediately, but his face has gone pale.]

[failedparenting]

[John knows that look. He knows it well, as would any hunter. That's the look of a man just faced with horrible news.

The kind of news someone in his line of work is used to giving. Oh no.]

What? What's wrong? Is she okay?

[hostage]

I don't... know. I can't feel anything.

[He doesn't take his hand off her. He's still trying. He's never run into this problem, though. He's stolen powers off people even when he's drunk and high out of his mind. It's the simplest thing.]