Episode Summary: Angel (Katheryn Winnick), Sam (Jared Padalecki), Dean (Jensen Ackles) and John (Jeffrey Dean Morgan) were left for dead after the Demon plowed a semi into the Impala. Now, two of the Winchesters hover between life and death as the surviving family must face an old and powerful adversary. Angel gets a surprise visit from two people in her past from the afterlife to help save her and John has to make a catastrophic decision.

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Ch 1: In My Time of Dying

Prologue:

Bad Moon Rising blared from the radio of the wrecked impala as the demon possessing a truck driver steps out of his truck and walks over. Dean was slumped unconscious in the backseat next to Angel who was also unconscious and had blood gushing from her head. John was unconscious in the front seat but Sam was awake, barely. He swallowed painfully as the demon pulls the driver's side door off its hinges to reveal Sam pointing the Colt at him.

"Back. Or I'll kill you, I swear to god."

"You won't. You're saving that bullet for someone else."

Sam cocked the gun, "You wanna bet?"

It smiles; the black demon smoke pours out of the man, who collapses. Sam uncocks the gun, drops his head back in relief, "Oh my god!" The man yelled, "Did i do this?"

"Dad? Dad!" Sam yelled, then panicked when he was met with silence from all around, "Dean? Angel! NO!"

Later on a rescue helicopter descends to the site, and all four are being loaded onto stretchers with Sam being the only one responsive.

"Significant passenger side intrusion. Unresponsive. BP is 180 over 60, heart rate 95, 95." One paramedic said beside Dean

"Tell me if they're okay!" Sam demanded

"You have to stay still!"

"Are they even alive?"

At the hospital…

Angels eyes flew open and sat up immediately. Looking around she noticed she was in an empty hospital room. She gets out of bed wearing a white t-shirt, blue hospital pants, and nothing else and goes into the hallway, "Sam? Dean? Dad?," Silence, "Anybody?"

Walking into the nurses station she was met with a completely empty hospital and it completely weirded her out, "Am I… freaking dead?"

"Not yet." a familiar voice sounded from behind her

She swung around and her breathing sped up as shock filled her entire body. There her mother stood, smiling away at her like this was an everyday normal occurance, "Mom?"

"Hi sweetie…"

"This can't be happening…" Turning to run or walk away very fast she was met with Meg, the woman whom they most recently lost

"Fraid it is…"

Turning Angel took off back upstairs only to be met with her battered cut up body when she made it back to the room, "Christ…" she scoffed when her eyes landed on her very own body, attached to all kinds of machines and IVs and she backed up, "What the hell is going on?"

Back with Dean…

Much like Angel Dean jerked awake from his hospital bed and looked around confused. He called out for help but got nothing in return just like Angel as well. Only when Dean goes down the stairs to the front of the hospital and finds a nurse's station its filled with nurses, "Excuse me. Hi. I, uh, i think I was in a car accident, my dad and my brother, I just need to find them." The nurse is unresponsive to him, "Hello?" He snapped his fingers, but nothing so he goes back upstairs, panicked, and finds: his own body on the bed, intubated and dying.

ACT ONE

Angel still backed up further into the room as her mother and Meg walked in, "This isnt real. Im- im hallucinating or- or high off the meds or something." She shook her head erratically, "This isn't real."

"Angel… baby, this is real. Right now this is happening."

"What is happening?"

Mrg motioned to her body matter of factly, "You dying. Like for real end of the line, never coming back, dying. And way too soon for your time too."

Mary shuffled closer but Angel kept her distance to which she frowned at, "Do you remember the car accident?"

"Yeah… yeah…" She hissed in a breath and touch her head at the memory, "That freakin sucked." her eyes flashed to the two of them, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"You called us here, sweetie…"

"I called you here?" She scoffed, "Why- what- why would i do that? I didn't …"

"To help you." Meg looked to her matter of factly, "Its your time Angel."

In Dean's Room...

Still reeling from the shock of seeing his unconscious body, Dean turns, relieved, as Sam enters. Sam stops at the door and stares at his brother's body, breathing heavily.

"Sammy! You look good." He shrugs, " Considering. Where's Angel? And how's Dad?"

But Sam didn't answer as he broke down, "Oh, no."

Dean frowned, "Man, tell me you can hear me." But no answer, "How's dad? Is he okay? Is Angel okay? Where is she? Sammy! Come on, you're the psychic. Give me some ghost whispering or something!"

The doctor entered and regarded the youngest Winchester, "Your father's awake. You can go see him if you like."

Dean relaxed slightly, "Thank god. Ask about Angel, Sammy."

Sam's head came up and he motioned to Dean, "Doc, what about my brother?"

"Well, he sustained serious injury: blood loss, contusions to his liver and kidney. But it's the head trauma I'm worried about. There's early signs of cerebral edema."

"Well, what can we do?"

"Well, we won't know his full condition until he wakes up. If he wakes up."

Sam tensed at that, "If?"

"I have to be honest, Most people with this degree of injury wouldn't have survived this long. He's fighting very hard. But you need to have realistic expectations."

"And Angel?" He asked trying to keep it together, "How is she?"

"Your sister… well she's a similar story. If not worse in my opinion. She went hypoxic, which means her brain lost a lot of oxygen, but was rushed to surgery. We won't know the damage until she wakes up… or-"

"If she wakes up…." Sam scoffs

"Yes. She lost a lot of oxygen and blood as well and sustained a lot more head injury. Even if she does wake up, it's possible she won't remember much." The doctor shifted, "Its much more likely your brother will recuperate. I'll have the nurses move her in here so you and your father can see them both."

Dean shifted, irritated, "Come on, Sam. Go find some hoodoo priest to lay some mojo on us." at Sams despair look, Dean pressed, "Sam?"

John's room...

John is lying in a hospital bed, his arm in a sling. Awkwardly one-handed, he pulls something out of his wallet to hand to Sam, "Here. Give them my insurance."

Sam takes the card John gives him, smiling as he reads it, "Elroy McGillicutty?

John smirked, "And his three loving kids. So, what else did the doctor say about Dean and Angel?"

"Nothing. Look. The doctors won't do anything, then we'll have to, that's all. I don't know, I'll find some hoodoo priest and lay some mojo on them."

"We'll look for someone."

"Yeah."

"But Sam, I don't know if we're gonna find anyone."

"Why not? I found that faith healer before."

"All right, that was, that was one in a million.

"So what? Do we just sit here with our thumbs up our ass?" Sam yelled, angry

"No, I said we'd look. All right? I'll check under every stone." He looked at Sam and studied him, "Where's the Colt?"

"Your son and daughter are dying, and you're worried about the Colt?"

"We're hunting this demon, and maybe it's hunting us too. That gun may be our only card."

"It's in the trunk. They dragged the car to a yard off of I-83."

"All right. You've gotta clean out that trunk before some junk man sees what's inside." John instructed

Sam dismissed him, "I already called Bobby. He's like an hour out, he's gonna tow the Impala back to his place."

"All right. You, you go meet up with Bobby. you get that Colt, and you bring it back to me. And you watch out for hospital security."

"I think I've got it covered."

He gets up to leave but John stops him, picking up a sheet of paper, "Hey. Here. I made a list of things I need, have Bobby pick them up for me."

Sam read it, "Acacia? Oil of Abramelin? What's this stuff for?"

"Protection."

Sam turned, "Hey, Dad? You know, the demon, he said he had plans for me, and children like me. Do you have any idea what he meant by that?"

"No, I don't."

Sam leaves, shutting the door to reveal Dean, who has been leaning behind it, "Well, you sure know something."

With Angel...

"So you're telling me… i like summoned the two of you here to- to help me give up?"

"Not in such harsh words." Meg shook her head, "We're here to help you move on. So its easier."

"Honey… we can keep wasting time by answering the same questions or we can get to business." She studied her daughter, "You tell us why we're here."

"What you think i wanna die? That i want to leave Sam and Dean and- and Dad behind? Huh? No! A demon plowed into the impala!" she pointed to her body, "a freakin Head injury is why i'm here. Hence the bandages. Hello."

"Oh come on." Meg rolled her eyes, "You know, i know, and your own mother knows that's not true. We're not gonna get anywhere until you admit this is more than just a car accident."

"Look… i'm a hunter… sure i get a little reckless sometimes but what you're implying is not why i'm here. Im not- im not suicidal. I don't want to die."

Mary shifted, "You've been a hunter since you were a kid. Your childhood was ripped away from you… I was ripped away from you. Crappy things have happened to you over and over again, Angel. Its okay to be tired."

"I don't want to die. I don't! And I'm not just going to give up!"

"No one wants to die but we all do." Meg said. "Its life and you've helped so many people during yours. Its okay. Its okay to let go."

"No!" Angel yelled, "Im- im not ready! This isn't going down like this!" Angel then crumpled in pain and started to flicker in and out, "What the hells happening to me?"

Her mother laid a hand on her, "I'm afraid it's time, dear."

Suddenly she didn't see her mother and meg anymore. Each time she flickered she saw her body being crowded around by a bunch of nurses and doctors as well as Sam hovering by the door. There was something floating above her body as well. And it didn't look like anything she'd ever seen before.