When It's All Said and Done

[madimpossibledreamer]

Main Points:
Continuation of Lucky Strike 'verse, the Supernatural/Shadowed Suspicions (Buffy/Jojo's Bizarre Adventure fanfic) Crossover AU.
Summary: Aaand more dragging out of this.  It's all Dean/Supernatural's fault.  At least Bobby's alive.
Word Count: 828
Notes: Angst!
Rating: T

 

            Dean’s honestly not sure how long it’s been by the time the nurse comes out.  He’s been fidgety the whole time.  He’s not used to just sitting, useless, unable to do anything.  He’d rather face a horde of demons or vampires or evil Stand Users.  But then, he’s been fighting for a long time, and it’s familiar, comforting in a very warped way.  Hell, he’d rather face his dear old Dad rather than deal with this, and the last time he’d seen John Winchester the guy had tried to filet him alive, so that was saying something.  At least Sammy was okay, according to Bobby.

            He’d done his best to keep in touch with Bobby, once he’d learned that the grizzled hunter wouldn’t kill him (and had, in fact, earned semi-father status, on the level of Giles, by muttering something about ‘that damned idjit John Winchester’ upon hearing the story and promptly calling every time he saw Sam so that at least Dean would know he wasn’t dead).  As much as it hurt to know that his little brother was growing up without him, he’d only put the Sasquatch in danger, from Stand Users or other Hunters.

            He manages, eventually, to lose himself in his thoughts, so it’s a surprise when the nurse comes out.  Then again, he can multitask when worrying about the people he holds close to his heart.

            “Alexander is awake, but I’d advise only one person at a time to visit him.  He’s still weak, so I’d keep it short.”  She’s looking around for family.  Somehow, Harris Senior managed to be at least as bad as the elder Winchester, if not worse, so there’s no way he’d be here.  He’s surprised that Josephine isn’t, but then, she’s probably kicking the ass of whatever did this to her son and will be here whenever she decides it’s had enough pain and finally finishes the thing.  Whatever it is, it’s probably just lucky that the whole Joestar clan isn’t here.

            She glances at him and his nervously bouncing legs and hides a smile.  It’s probably a symptom of Sunnyvale that she doesn’t even question whether he’s family, but for once it’s something he’s grateful for.  He’s surprised when Buffy, Willow, and even Giles all nod that he’s allowed to be the first to visit, but then, if he’s here, now, well.  They probably don’t like seeing Xander so unhappy, either.  She’s also a lot more accepting than most people would have been, he guesses, but when you or others are likely to die every day, then stupid hang-ups either lose their meaning, or, like Dean, you cling to them however stupid they are.

            “What’s your name?”  Oh, yeah, that might be good, just in case of demons or something.  Not that names really would help in case of demons, but…

            Okay, he’s still a little in shock, and his brain is being stupid.  But then, when isn’t it?

            “Dean.”  His voice sounds hoarse, almost unrecognizable, but she smiles.

            “I think he’ll be glad to see you.  He said your name in his sleep.”

            To his surprise and utter embarrassment, he blushes.  Hopefully, it’s not enough that a pretty nurse would notice, but he’s not about to call attention to it.  He coughs.  “Uh, that’s great.”

            “He’s a real sweetie.  Not that he’s been awake for long, but he’s been more worried about us and his friends than himself.  It took a little while for him to become coherent, though.”  Of course, she liked him.  Xander was a likeable guy, really.  Not that he was jealous, or anything.

            “Yeah, but he sure pulls some dumbass moves sometimes,” he mutters under his breath, and is surprised when they stop.  He didn’t think she’d have heard him, but she did.  Fortunately, he’s not getting a bad feeling from her, so if she’s something from the not-so-normal side of things, he doesn’t think she’s evil.  Which, if she’s going to be looking after Xander, that’s pretty important.  He really is blushing now, but maybe this is the chance to practice before the real thing?  “He worries about that but it doesn’t cross his mind that a lot of people would miss him if he doesn’t make it back from one of these stunts.”

            She’s practically beaming at him now, and he’d appreciate it more if he wasn’t in the middle of getting over ‘Xander’s possibly dead but wait no he ain’t’.  “You two are adorable.”

            “You know, I like hearing that from pretty women.”  He grins, but he thinks he can feel what Sophia was talking about in his smile.  It's just the teensiest bit fake, and the worry bleeds through.

            To be honest, that’s probably what saves him from the slap, but they reach the door and he’s suddenly a lot more distracted.  Honestly, he’s terrified, but he can feel his Stand reassuring him in the back of his mind, and he takes a deep breath.  This is it.