MVC [Grayson Dolan]

MVC [Grayson Dolan]

Description: Grayson and Y/N get into a nasty MVC. 

Warnings: Car crash, Mentions of blood, and curse words probably. 

A/N: The twins are back today!

"I can't wait to get home and get in sweats." Y/N states as she stares at the window, watching raindrops, imagining they're racing each other.

Grayson squeezes her hand that rests under his and chuckles. "Get into sweats and then pass out."

"Hey, you got me food and now my tummy is full. I'm a happy girl." Grayson smiles lovingly at her and pulls her hand up to his lips, pressing a quick kiss to it. 

"I love you Y/N Y/M/N."

"I love you Grayson Bailey."

Life is great. His job is amazing. He's got great friends, family, and the perfect fiancee. Why would he ever think tonight things would change?

The SUV in front of them hits the brakes and skids into the next lane and hits another car.

"Oh my god." Y/N gasps.

Then the car turns. The force from the impact sending it into the left lane.

Grayson's lane.

The car is facing them, as if they were playing chicken. It rams its passenger side into the wall and stops.

"Fuck!" Grayson exclaims as he presses down hard on his brake.

He was going to fast to stop from hitting the car.

He couldn't stop it.

Grayson turned the wheel to the right so his side would take the impact. The back of the Porsche scrapes against the dividing wall, sending sparks flying through the air.

"Gray!" Her first reaction was to reach out for him and hold on for dear life.

Then they felt it. The impact. The turning of the small car. Then the front of it hitting the wall. Glass shattering. Then the car flying into the oncoming lanes. Landing in the middle of it all.

When the car finally stops. Y/N looks over at Grayson.

"Gray?" She asks shakily. His head is leaning against the broken window and there is a gash on his head. "Grayson!" A pain erupts in her lower stomach and she clutches it with her bloody hands. "Gray! Please wake up!" She cries.

Eventually the pain in her body becomes too much, and she loses consciousness.

§§§

Grayson wakes up in the hospital with a searing pain in both his head and left ribs.

"Hey you're awake." Ethan says and gets up to sit in the chair beside his twin.

"Where is she? Where's Y/N?!" Grayson freaks out after he realizes what'd happened.

"She's in another room. They wouldn't tell me anything or let me see her." Ethan explains.

"That's bullshit." Grayson groans. "She's practically your sister."

"It's a legal thing bro." Grayson sits up in his bed with Ethan's help. "Do you want to go see her?" Ethan asks. Grayson nods and grips his ribs.

They really fuckin' hurt.

"Ok. Press your call button. Your nurse knows where she's at."

Grayson presses the button and a couple of seconds later a older woman wearing dark blue scrubs walks in.

"Oh you're awake! How are you feeling Mr.Dolan?" She looks over the heart monitor and writes down what she sees.

"I'm fine. Where's my fiancee? I need to see her." He asks.

"Y/N is on the fourth floor. She's stable."

"Is she alone?"

"She is, but she's asleep right now."

"I want to see her."

The nurse nods and grabs the folded wheelchair from the closet in his room. She helps him into it and gestures for Ethan to come along.

Once they get to the fourth floor Grayson notices something. The hallway is decorated with posters about babies, and labor.

Why would Y/N be here?

The nurse stops in front of the room and gets a doctor.

"Mr. Dolan, this is you and your fiancée's Doctor, she is going to fill you in on your conditions." Then she pushes him into the room and Grayson's eyes divert to Y/N's peaceful face.

She's passed out in a hospital bed and she's still absolutely beautiful.

"Mr. Dolan I am Dr. Lee, I'm glad you're awake." She shakes his hand and then she shakes Ethan's.

"Is she ok?" Grayson asks.

"How about we start with your condition." Grayson reluctantly nods and Dr. Lee continues. "You have a nasty gash on your head that I stitched up, a mild concussion and three bruised ribs on your left side. Your ribs will heal, and your sutures will dissolve on their own, but in a week you'll have to have someone check your head. Other than that, you're perfectly healthy."

Dr.Lee takes a breath and turns to Y/N “As far as Ms.Y/L/N, she’s got some scratches and bruises, but the baby is ok.”

Grayson looks away from his fiancee and to Dr.Lee with wide eyes. “Baby? She’s pregnant?”

“Yes she is. About a month and a half along.” 

Grayson’s eyes well up with tears and Ethan puts his hand on his shoulder, giving it a squeeze. 

“They’re ok Gray.”

“She is going to have to be very, very careful and not stress, but they are both really strong.”

“Thank you.” Grayson says. 

“You’re welcome, I’m going to leave you two with her, if you need anything just press the all button.” She smiles and then walks out of the room. 

It was silent for a few moments before Grayson turned to his twin. 

“I’m going to be a dad, E.” 

Emotionless [Dean Winchester]

Description: Sammy dies and it hits Dean and the reader hard. 

Warnings: Mentions of blood, torture, Sam actually dies. 

They were too late. He had already bled out by time Y/N and Dean got to him. The ghouls that took on Adam and Kate's bodies cut Sam's wrists and hit the arteries. Along with the ripping his heart out and creating more gashes in his body, it didn't take long.

They killed the ghouls and gathered Sam's body. Y/N insisted on giving him a proper funeral, but Dean said "He died like a hunter, he deserves to go out like one.". He burned Sam's body. Y/N stood by him the whole time as Dean's face remained emotionless.

Typical Dean. Trying to be strong for the people he loves.

§§§

It's been two days. Dean, of course, threw himself into work. Y/N on the other hand, took care of Dean. Forcing him to at least drink and eat. Sleep didn't come easy for either of them. They were both exhausted but every time they closed their eyes all they saw was Sam lying on the table.

Y/N was also getting pissed at Dean. Not because of anything he's done, but because of what he's not doing. He hasn't cried, he's hasn't started the grieving process.

"Dean, do you need anything?" Y/N asks as she stands behind him. He's got Sam's laptop, his dad's journal and multiple newspapers.

"I'm fine." He answers, paying no mind to his girlfriend.

"Dean-."

"I'm busy."

"Would you stop for five minutes and just listen to me you jackass?!" She yells. Dean rises from his chair quickly, making it screech.

"What do you want me to listen about?!"

"You need to stop blocking your emotions out. This isn't good for you." Y/N explains. "You've thrown yourself into another case, you haven't cried, quivered, anything."

"Because I don't need to." Dean replies.

"Yes you do! Don't you get it?!" She yells. "Sam isn't coming back Dean! He's dead, we burned him. So yell, scream, cry. Just do something! Please, just let me know the Dean I know and love is still in there somewhere! Take it out on me if you have to!" Y/N cries.

Dean takes one look at the tear that rolls down her face and he immediately starts crying. Y/N walks to him and wraps her arms around him and he wraps his arms around her.

"I wish I couldn't feel a damn thing!" Dean sobs. "I'm feeling all of these things and I don't know how to handle it. Sammy is dead and I can't bring him back." Y/N pulls away to look at his face, she puts her hands on his cheeks and wipes his tears. "He's the only family I have. What am I supposed to do now?"

"You still have me, Dean. I will never, ever leave you. And I don't know what we're going to do next, but I'll be right by your side, ok? I'll always be by your side." Dean nods. "You need to hurt before you heal. You can't just push your feelings away, you're human. It's only natural to have these emotions, and I'm a woman, so your emotions won't scare me off or make me not love you anymore, so please for the love of god, don't feel like you need to be strong for me."

"I've told you how much I love you right?" Dean whispers. Y/N nods and Dean leans down to kiss her.

"I love you too Dean."

Training [Isaac Lahey]

Description: Y/N and the pack have a training session.

Warnings: Use of weapons.

Y/N, Isaac, and the rest of the pack had decided to do a “training” day. Mostly for Scott’s Beta, Liam, but it was for everyone; especially with the hunters around. Y/N herself wasn’t a supernatural, but she is a hunter, along with Allison, so they were paired up with each other in addition to Stiles with his bat.

The three humans stayed over by the cars while the others found a hiding spot. After five minutes Scott called Allison and they walked into the woods. Y/N’s weapons of choice were a bow, knives and homemade wolfsbane canisters. Those were just for fun though.

“Y/N, Stiles and I are going this way, you go the other.” Allison whispered. Y/N nodded in response and pulled the bottom of her arrow back to where it hit her cheekbone, ready to fire at anytime.

Malia was the first to advance on the hunter but was thrown back by an arrow ripping through the flesh of her thigh.

“Try something more unexpected.” Y/N whispered. She heard a tree branch snap and turned around throwing a knife and hitting Liam in the shoulder and sticking him to the tree.

After watching the two others try to sneak up on his armed girlfriend, Isaac decided to do something new. As he hid on a long branch just above the girl he decided his best attack would be to drop down.

After Y/N battled off Scott and Liam she was facing away from Isaac, giving him the perfect chance to surprise her. He jumped down and before he could move a muscle Y/N already had him on the floor with a knife to his neck.

“That didn’t work.” Isaac mutters. Y/N chuckles and puts her knife back in her thigh holster and leans back down to press her lips to Isaac’s.

“No it didn’t, but it was a good idea babe.” Y/N stands up and holds her hand out for her boyfriend, who grabs it and stands himself up.

“That was good. Who wants to go again?” Scott asks. Isaac leans down to Y/N’s ear and whispers.

“That was hot.” Y/N grins. “We should blow off training and go back to your house.” Isaac hints. Y/N continues to stare straight ahead.

“Not a chance, Lahey.”

Sickness [Asher Adams]

Description: Asher takes care of his sick girlfriend.

Y/N walked into the school and cringed when the doors shut behind her. She shook her head and started walking towards her locker. She tried putting her combination in about five times, but her eyes couldn't focus. She sighs and leans her head against the cool metal, and cringes again when someone slams their locker.

Why does everything have to be so loud?

She stands there for a few minutes, willing the migraine to go away.

"Yo Ash. You coming over tonight?" Jordan asks and pulls Asher out of his head. He'd been watching his girlfriend since she walked in the door, and somethings definitely not right.

"Uh, I'll let you know." Then he walks over to her and grabs her bag off her back. He sets it on the floor and turns Y/N to face him. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, my head just hurts, but I've got a test in Science that I can't miss." She whispers.

"Did you even sleep last night?" Y/N shakes her head and leans against Asher and he wraps his arms around her.

"I just have to make it till two thirty. My dad can pick me up then."

"You didn't drive?"

"No. I just got my car back from the repair shop from when that kid from Chatsworth keyed it. I'd rather not wreck it."

Asher nods and sways a bit. "Tell you what, you take your test and then I'll take you home."

"You don't have to. I'll manage."

"Baby, you couldn't even open your locker."

"Yeah. Can you do that?"

"Sure princess."

§§§

After struggling through an hour long test, that's she's about ninety percent sure she failed, Y/N met Asher by her locker.

"Are you sure you can take me home? You're not going to miss anything?" She asks as Asher hands her the bag she put in her locker earlier.

"Yes babe. I'm sure." He chuckles lightly. "You got everything?" Y/N nods and Asher grabs her hand, leading her to his car. He opened the door for her and made sure she had her seatbelt on and was settled before getting in and starting the car. He didn't turn the music on, so he just started the drive to the Y/L/N household.

Once they got inside Asher took notice of the sweat forming around Y/N's hairline.

"Wait, come here." She stopped and turned back to him. Asher put his palm on her forehead. "Are you sure this is a migraine?"

"Yeah, Ash. I just got dizzy walking." Y/N mutters.

"Ok. You go get comfy and lay down. I'm going to get you some water and medicine for you to take when the food gets here." She nods and makes her way into her bedroom.

§§§

For as long as Asher's known Y/N, She has never ate anything besides the signature soup from a place called "Al's" she swears it helps her get better, so he ordered her soup and their bread, and he got himself a sandwich. He walks into her room and sets the food on the trays he'd gotten out earlier, and Y/N immediately digs in. They sit in the dark room in silence, and once they're done Asher takes the trash and dishes into the kitchen, then grabs her medicine when he walks back in. Y/N takes the medicine and then lays down in her bed. Asher scoots in next to her and holds her hand.

"You feel any better?" He asks quietly, playing with her fingers. Y/N lets out a deep breath and puts her head in the crook of his neck.

"A lot better, thank you." She replies. Asher nods. "You know me so well Ash."

"Someone has gotta take care of your stubborn ass when your dad's not around." He chuckles lightly when she slaps his chest. "I love doing though. I love you."

"I love you too Asher."

Paramedic [Kelly Severide]

Description: Severide saves his girlfriend and Shay’s asses.

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, guns, and I think that is it.

"Pulse is fading fast!" Shay exclaims as she and her PIC examine the patient while another man bangs his fist on the back doors of the rig.

"Open the door! Open the damn door!" The man yells.

"How long till the cops get here?!" Y/N says into her radio.

"Y/L/N, listen to me, you can't wait for the cops. You need to get out of there." The dispatcher replies.

"Negative, we need two minutes to keep our patient from going into cardiac arrest." Y/N replies.

"You don't have two minutes! Fifty yards West of you dead ends into Carlav Avenue. Take the rig and make a left. Now!"

§§§

Back at Station Fifty-One, Kelly and Chief Boden were listening in on the girls' radio traffic while standing around the Squad Table.

"We have to stabilize our patient!" Y/N holds her ground. In the background you can hear pounding and screaming on the doors.

"Take the Squad and go." Boden orders.

§§§

Now three men were pounding on the ambulances doors.

"Hey! Open up!"

Shay looks over at her partner and Y/N nods. She gets up and walks over to the window.

"Hey! Listen ok? This guys in really bad shape. Let us get him bandaged to stop the bleeding and we'll let him go." She negotiates. What the men didn't know was that Y/N was quietly sneaking out the side door to get in the front seat. "No questions asked." She adds.

"Let him out the ambulance first!" The shorter of the three shouts.

"Ok, whatever you say! But get back!"

The engine roars to life and the tallest man jumps up on the back of the rig.

"Open the damn door!"

Y/N stomps on the gas and the force makes the man fall off. They begin to chase the vehicle, but decide to get in their car. She makes a left turn and they go around the corner a few seconds after them.

"Y/L/N!" Shay yells.

"Yeah! I see them!" Y/N yells back.

"Ok, you're approaching an alley, take the first left before you get there." Dispatch says.

"Wait, wait, wait! That leads into a warehouse! There's nowhere to go!"

"Trust me. Go to the loading docks."

Y/N makes the turn and parks before making sure the car has gone past and getting out and into the back.

"You take the head and I'll grab an IV." She tells Shay. Shay nods and unzips the mans jacket, only to find multiple bags of drugs taped to him.

"No we know why this guy is so popular."

"Dispatch to Ambulance Sixty-One. Police Assistance has been detoured. New ETA is five minutes." Both girls look at each other and give a 'oh shit' look.

"Ten-Four main."

Shay presses her stethoscope to the mans chest and listens. "Lung sounds diminished. He's circling."

"Ok, I'm gonna use an IO Drill. That's the only way we're going to get him to Med alive." But before she can grab her supplies she is interrupted by her radio.

"Y/L/N they're coming back."

She quickly grabs her stuff and drills into the mans shin. She puts the line in and Shay tells her that they've arrived.

"Alright, lets get out of here." Shay opens the door and jumps out, then the men start shooting at her. "Shots fired! Shots fired!" Y/N yells as she ducks from the shot out window. A set of sirens come from the road they pulled off of. Suddenly Squad Three pulls in front of the Ambulance and Kelly jumps out and gets in the back of the rig with his girlfriend. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Making sure you guys don't get killed!" She then notices the haligan in his hand. Then Kelly notices the drug bags laying around the ambulance.

"They were taped to him."

Then the sound of a squad car speeding down the alley causes the men to stop shooting at the Squad truck.

§§§

"You guys ok?" Kelly asks after Y/N backed the rig into its designated space.

"Yeah, it just added an hour to our normal time at the hospital." Shay huffs. Everyone on the apparatus floor chuckles.

"We're fine, but thank you for saving our asses." Y/N says as she looks around the Squad Table. They all smile at the girl who is encased in their Lieutenants arms.

"You know we've got to protect our family Y/L/N, especially our stubborn paramedics." Bodens booming voice says.

"Ok, we are not that stubborn." Shay argues.

Kelly looks down at his girlfriend and smiles when he sees she was already looking.

"You really didn't have to come after us." Y/N says.

"You know I'd always go after you. You're my paramedic."

Testify [Scott Reed]

Description: Scott comforts Y/N before her court appearance. 

Warnings: Mentions of r*pe, underage drinking, Bryce and Monty.

"Come on Y/N! Just one more!" Bryce shoved a cup full of alcohol in the girls face.

She had already drank three cups of whatever Bryce had mixed in and two tequila shots. She wasn't a lightweight, but mixed drinks have a higher alcohol content.

"No, I'm good." Y/N slurs. "I should find Jeff." Everyone around her booed.

"Come on Y/L/N, don't be a pussy." Monty teases.

"Eat a dick Montgomery."

"Only if you suck mine first."

"Alright, that's enough. Y/N I'll help you find Jeff."

"Bye bitches, I'm goin' to get some food." Y/N heaves herself up and links her arm with Bryce's so he can help her walk. They walk through the house before Bryce heads to the stairs. "Jeff's up here?" The intoxicated girl asks.

"Yeah. He came up here to watch some TV."

"There's too many stairs. Can't he just come get me?" Y/N stumbles.

"Uh, no. Can't leave you down there by yourself." Bryce smiles.

"But-."

"Just come with me ok?!"

"I don't want to, I want to go to Jeff."

"He's up here."

"I don't believe you."

Bryce gets frustrated and ends up putting Y/N over his shoulder for the rest of the way.

"What the fuck! Put me down!"

Bryce throws her down on his bed and reaches up under her skirt.

"Bryce! Stop!"

"Come on Y/N don't act like you don't want me."

Bryce pulls his pants and underwear down, revealing himself.

"Stop pl-please! Bryce! Don't!"

Y/N was pulled out of her thoughts by a voice behind her.

"Are you ok?"

She turns around to see Scott Reed standing there.

"Yeah, I was just thinking." She mumbles.

"About the trial?"

"About everything." Y/N trusted Scott. He had been her friend even before everything happened. She knew he wasn't like the others. "It's just," She paused for a second. "Irritating, to see him sit there, acting like he hasn't ruined multiple people's lives. Hannah, Jessica, Me, and Chloe. His own fucking girlfriend Scott! How fucked up can one person be?" Y/N rants. Scott's eyes follow the girl as she paces the hallway.

"I'm sure Bryce is as fucked up as they come, but I know you, and I know you're not freaking out over him." Y/N stops and looks at Scott. "You're freaking out because you have to testify, and you've heard everything the schools lawyer has put Jessica through, and how they dragged Hannah through the dirt. You don't want to be outed. I get that, everyone that has gone through the same thing you are does. But the only difference is that you're Y/N Y/L/N, you are a badass. They're going to try and turn it around on you, but you know what they say isn't true. You're strong. You can do this."

Y/N brings Scott into a hug as tears well up in her eyes.

After a few minutes Y/N pulls away and Scott still holds her shoulders. "Thank you, god I probably look horrible right now." She chuckles. Scott brings his thumbs up under her eyes and wipes away the stray tears.

"You look beautiful. Like always."