She’s alive.
Pairing : Jack x Reader, Clint x Reader Lyle
Word count : 2,093
Warnings : Lyle is his own warning lol. Injury, hospital setting.
Part 31 in Deadly Secrets.
By the time you got out from behind the bar, Laura was out the door, the girls father quickly passing her. “Carl, help with the bar.” you told him as you ran for the door.
“Y/N!” Jack called out.
“I'll call you!” you told him, shoving the door open. “I need to be there for Laura!” And with that, you were gone and Lyle was hot on your tail.
Jack sighed as the door shut behind you both. “So.. what were you two doing in the back room?” Carl wiggled his eyebrows.
“Fuck off, Carl.” Jack grumbled.
“Oh shit, you got rejected!” Jack shot him with a glare that could kill. “Guess her and Clint are getting serious. Or is it the blonde? They were looking pretty close before..”
“Get out of my bar.”
“Not yours yet.” Carl teased. “Boss lady says I help, so I help.”
“I'm her boss, and your not fucking helping right now.”
Pouring a shot of whiskey, Carl placed it in front of Jack. “I'm helping more than you give me credit for, buddy. Drink.”
You stepped outside and looked around, Laura already off in the distance, and you turned hearing a siren as the deputies car shot past. “The hospital..” You mumbled as your eyes followed it. “They’re going to the hospital. If we run fast, we can-”
“Get in.” You turned confused, and Lyle motioned towards a car. You gave him a weird look, but he chuckled. “It’s mine. Get in. We’ll drive.”
You hopped in, and shut the door behind you. Lyle moved around to the other side and pulled open the door. “You drove to the bar?” You asked, as he sat down and pulled the door shut and reached into his pocket.
“So?”
“Lyle, you live up the street. I can see your building from here.”
“So?” He gave you a pout. “Look how nice my car is. Why have a car if I’m not going to drive it?”
You glanced around the vehicle, and it looked to be in immaculate condition, for an older car. “You drive a firebird?” He smiled at you. “Not what I expected…”
“You better not be harping on my car.” He scowled.
“Lyle?”
“Yeah?”
“Just drive to the damn hospital. We can discuss what I expected later.”
He rolled his eyes as he put his key in the ignition and started it up. “Okay, but.. It’s nice, right?” He glanced over as the engine roared to life. “And it’s not my only car.” He winked as he hit the gas and peeled out of the parking space. “Oh yeah, almost forgot. Seat belt. I drive like a bat outta hell.” He grinned and did a u-turn that had you glued to the door next to you while he laughed.
When you finally stepped out of his car at the hospital door, you were cursing him. “I wanted to visit the hospital, not get admitted to it!” You slammed the passenger door shut, and he just laughed as he went to find parking. “Asshole.” You mumbled, a smile playing on your lips. Suddenly, a man blurred past you, and a moment later so did Laura.
You hurried in after them, following to the Emergency room front desk. You heard him mumble “She’s with me.” as Laura and the man hurried off, but when you tried to follow, you were stopped at the door.
“Sorry, Family only.” The nurse gave you a sympathetic smile.
You watched as Laura disappeared down a hallway and sighed. “She alive and well?” Lyle asked as he stepped up to you and put an arm around your shoulder.
“I dunno. They won’t let me in. I hope so, though.”
Lyle nodded and looked through the little window on the door that was in front of him. “Maybe Clint knows.”
“What?” You looked up at him, then followed his line of sight as he pushed the door open. “Clint!?”
He turned, and so did the doctor he was talking to in the hall. “Sorry, Ma’am but it’s f-”
“I’m his girlfriend.” You blurted out without a second thought. The doctor looked to Clint who nodded. You grabbed Lyle by the shirt as you moved forward. “He’s with us.” You said, before the doctor could protest. You cupped Clint’s face in your hands and looked him over. “What happened to you?”
He chuckled softly, and shrugged, but winced. “Tripped on a root, like an idiot.”
You furrowed your brow at that. That didn’t sound like Clint at all. He practically grew up in the woods around that creek, and he was always careful. “And what? Fell off a cliff?”
“Yeah, actually.” He laughed, and your eyes shot up to his again. “It’s not that bad. Just a banged up shoulder, twisted ankle. Some cuts and bruises. I won’t be driving you around on my bike for a bit, but otherwise, I’m fine, Doll. I promise.”
“Find her?” Lyle asked.
“Yeah. She’s alive. Unconscious, and not doing so good, but alive.”
“Where’s my brother, Laura said he was with you?”
“That’s what I’m wondering.” The deputy came walking over and the doctor gave him a nod before walking away.
“He was talking to the feds while I got checked out. They asked him to take them to where we found her, since they don’t know the area.”
“Where’d you find her?”
“Followed the creek for a bit, hit the next town, asked around there, no one saw anything, so when we walked back, we moved through the woods. Maybe, a mile from the next town, there’s an old hunting cabin. I remember finding it when I was younger, so I checked it out. Small cliff nearby, she was at the bottom of it. I think she might have fell off trying to get to help.”
“Jesus…” You breathed out.
“I saw her, and rushed towards the edge while I called for Garth, didn’t look where I was going, and tripped on a root. Hit a few rocks and things on the way down.”
“Stick around, Sheriff might have some more questions for you. I’m gonna grab a few guys, see if I can find this hunting cabin. You didn’t find anyone else out there?”
“No sir.” Clint shook his head. “Just her.” He gave Clint a pat on the shoulder and gave Lyle a nod before he headed off down the long hallway to where you figured the sheriff was checking on Bradley.
“You sure you’re okay?” You looked up at him, worried.
He chuckled. “I’m fine.”
Lyle put a hand on your shoulder, and you looked up at him. “You should call Jack.” You furrowed your brow. “You said you’d update him. Let him know they found her alive, so he can let everyone know.”
“Right.” You nodded, and looked to Clint again.
“I promise, I’m good.” You gave him a smile and headed back out into the waiting room and out the door. It wasn’t until you were outside that Clint’s smile fell, and he sighed.
“You didn’t just fall, did you?” Lyle asked him.
“No.”
“Rugaru?”
“Yeah.” Clint nodded. “Soon as she was checked in, and the doctor was looking me over, Garth took off to find the Winchesters to hunt him down. He mentioned you told Sam you might know who it is?”
“You didn’t see who it was?” Clint shook his head, and turned, motioning with his head. Lyle lift up the back of Clint’s shirt. “Shit..” he mumbled, taking in the scratches across Clint’s back.
“He hit me from behind. Never saw ‘im. Doc said it looked like I fell off a cliff and hit every jagged rock or tree branch on the way down, and since there is a cliff there, and I did have to get down it to get to her, I said that’s what happened.” Lyle let Clint’s shirt fall back down and Clint turned back. “Who is it?”
“Could be John Robinson. He has a mistress who told him something that upset him. Likely an unwanted pregnancy. Could have triggered the change.” Lyle shrugged.
Clint nodded. “Make sense.. He’s older than me, but when I think of it, never knew him to have a dad.. Just a mom who was a little out of it sometimes.” Clint thought for a minute.
“I’ll see what I can find. Take it easy, kid.” And just like that, Lyle was gone. Clint sighed, and left the area, heading out for the waiting room so he could sit down.
Jack was leaning his ass on the back counter of the bar when his phone rang. He had been calling people back ever since you ran out, and Carl was serving up drinks as people came in to wait. “Hello?”
“Hey, Jack.”
He felt a twinge in his heart at the sound of your voice, but he did his best to ignore it. “So what’s going on? They really find her?”
“Yeah. Yeah, Clint and my brother found her, somewhere near the creek, way out of town.”
“She alive?” Everyone went silent as they waited.
“I haven’t seen her, they won’t let me in, but Clint said she was alive when he found her. Unconscious, and not looking so good, but alive.”
Jack smiled at that, and one of the guys at the bar turned to everyone else. “She's alive!” The bar erupted in cheers of a job well done, everyone clapping each other on the back and they all finally relaxed.
Carl looked to Jack. “Yeah, Carl. She’s not doing so well, but she’s alive.”
Carl grinned. “Round on me!” His arms went up, and everyone cheered again.
“He does realized you and Lyle have been paying for the drinks, right?” You chuckled softly.
“And now he’s paying for them. And if he keeps up his shit, he’s paying for a few more.” Jack shook his head and looked down. “Ca-”
You cut him off, without realizing. “I need a favor.”
“What is it?” Jack kicked out a foot, nudging a napkin that had fallen on the floor.
“Clint says he’s fine, but he also said he fell off a cliff.” Jacks eyebrows furrowed at that, and he waited. “I left my purse and everything at the bar. I’m not sure when I’ll be able to get back, but I-”
“You want the rest of the day off to take care of him.”
“Yeah.”
Jack nodded to himself. “Yeah, no it’s fine. I mean, I don’t have to worry about money today, right. It’s all coming out of Lyle’s pocket. So I’ll just bill him for your full days work, not like he’d care. I know you need it.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“I do. Because if I know you, you’ll take tomorrow off too.”
“Jack.”
He stood up straight, and turned to grab a bottle off the shelf. “Don’t deny it. You’ll dote on him, like you did when I came back from that ski trip with my brother and had a broken foot.” He sighed. “Or when I got the flu. And then you got it because you wouldn’t leave me alone. Or-”
“I get it, Jack. And you might be right.”
“I’ll leave your purse in my desk. If you can’t swing by later, I’ll get Carl to drop it off.” He felt bad for being standoffish, but the last thing he wanted was to see you and Clint together more than he had to. “You told him to help, and all he’s been doing is getting on my nerves, so I’ll be more than happy to send him out for a bit.”
Clint watched you hang up and sigh before you started for the doors that lead back inside to the emergency waiting room. He smiled when you spotted him sitting near a wall, not too far from the doors that he had come out of. He saw you glance around, likely looked for Lyle, so he quickly changed the subject before it could start. “So, you’re my girlfriend now?” He chuckled at how red your face got and you bit your bottom lip.
“I just-”
“Do you want that?”
“I- well, yeah. But I-”
“Then I’m all yours.” he smiled.
“So we’re..?” He nodded. “And I guess I’m staying at your place again tonight?”
“I sure hope so.” He pat the chair next to him. “Sit.” You blushed again as you sat down next to him, his good arm went around your shoulders and pulled you close. “So, what did Jack say?”
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