Raven524: This is my first fan fiction piece…hope you all enjoy! This is my shot at what happened after the crash…let me know if you want more!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters and am not making any money on this…only filling the void until next fall arrives (sigh)

You Can't Be Too Careful

Chapter 1 - Aftermath

There was no sound, only the bright lights of the semi truck piercing the gloom. In front of the deadly semi lay the twisted remains of a black impala, majestic even in her death throws. Of her precious cargo, there was no sign of life, yet somehow the occupants appeared to be cradled within her womb…waiting to be re-born. The impala had done her job…she had sacrificed herself to keep those she carried safe.

Suddenly a loud creaking could be heard from the semi truck as its heavy door slowly opened revealing the terror within. The cold black eyes looked over the destruction it had wrought, seeking out the one it had been sent to retrieve. The truck driver slowly rounded the car seeing the father slumped lifelessly against the passenger door. The older brother was slumped against the door in the back seat with a new gash appearing on his tattered body. Finally, it sees what it is looking for slumped over in the driver's seat…the powerful one, the one his master has been searching for was a mere inches away.

Sam groaned as he tried to open his weary eyes. His head hurt and his chest was on fire from where he hit the steering wheel. Man twice in one day…someone really must have something against my head! He felt an urgency to wake, even though his body was telling him it was ok to rest, his mind was screaming at him to wake before it was too late. Sam opened his eyes and tried to focus. Where was he? Why did his body hurt so badly?

Then it came to him and he jerked awake…the crash…his Dad…Dean! His body protesting any movement, Sam slowly turned to check on his father. "Dad, Dad…are you ok?" Only silence answered him. Sam unhooked the seatbelt and gingerly felt his father's neck…he sighed with relief, there was a pulse…faint, but nonetheless it was there. "Don't worry Dad, I'll get us some help!"

As Sam tried to turn to check on his brother, a sharp pain lanced through his neck and shoulders…his vision started to cloud and the pain in his head was almost unbearable. Not now…I will not pass out, Dean needs me! Sam shook his head slowly to clear his foggy brain and once again tried to turn to assess Dean's injuries.

"Dean, can you hear me? Dean, wake up!" A soft groan could be heard from the back seat. "Sammy?" "I'm here Dean…how are you feeling?" Dumb question…he knew his brother was already weak from the loss of blood earlier. But the answer was what he expected from his older brother. "I'm fine, Sammy, just a little hung over from yesterday's… or is it today's activities!"

Dean tried to sit up, but all he could manage was another low moan…Jesus! His head hurt and he could feel what was surely another cut on his head…great! It wasn't bad enough that he already lost a great deal of blood, but now it looked like he had sprung another leak. Could this day get any better! "Sammy" Dean groaned "How is Dad, is he ok?".

"Don't worry Dean, he is just unconscious." Sam tried to reassure his brother. He knew how important his family was to Dean and did not want him to worry. "He hit his head and probably has a concussion, but he is breathing ok"….Suddenly Sam was hit by a searing pain in his head. Not now…please not now! As Sam turned to look out the driver side window, his breath froze in his throat…the truck driver was reaching for the handle and his eyes were the eyes of Sam's newest nightmare…dark as night.