The beeping of a monitor was heard in the back round. Nurses rushed around me, looking at my forehead. I heard one of them speak.
"Has she been identified yet?"
"No, the four others found with her haven't either."
"What about the car, is it damaged?"
"Strangely enough, there's not a scratch."
Their voices faded as I fell asleep.
10 HOURS EARLIER
Dean pulled the car over as the screaming got louder.
"Can you guys please cut it out? I'm trying to drive here!" he yelled angrily.
"Idiot," I muttered at Jamie.
"Jerk," she muttered back. I opened my mouth to say something else when Cas, who was sitting in between us, clamped both of our mouths.
"Continue driving," he said coldly. Dean hit the gas and we were back on the road. All of the sudden a man jumped in front of the car. Dean slammed on the brakes as my head thrust forward into the seat. It took me a moment to recover from the blow, but I managed to get up. When I looked and saw Dean's expression through the mirror, he looked more surprised than he should have. He jumped out of the car, and seeing the man standing in the middle of the road, he grabbed him and hugged him. Maybe he knew this guy? I tried to climb out of the car, but I got dizzy and lost my balance. I hit the ground just as I saw the bearded man open his mouth, revealing a set of sharp, white fangs. He was a vampire. Dean slowly backed away from him as he started to throw punches, having to duck and grab to dodge them.
"What the hell, Benny?" Dean yelled as he blocked yet another throw. So his name was Benny. Benny threw punch after punch, to the point where Dean didn't have the strength to block them. He took a blow to the right cheek, then the left, and then square on the nose. At this point Sam, Cas, and Jamie had all jumped out of the car to help him. I just lay there, powerless and unable to do anything. I watched as Benny took down one after another, beating them unconscious. That's when I saw a tree branch laying on the side of the road. It was a good, sturdy size, and it was all I could use. I rolled, scooted, and crawled my way towards it; and finally wrapped my fingers around one end. Holding on to the side of the car, I took my aim and threw it directly at Benny's head. It hit him right on the nose, and he fell unconscious. After using so much energy, so did I.
I woke up, still on the roadside, thankfully to see everyone else was still there. With a bit of difficulty, I managed to stand up. I walked over to Dean, his face crusted over with blood, just lying there. I put my ear up to his mouth and chest area. Still breathing. I did the same with the others. They were all fine. Then I went over to Benny, who now had a very bruised nose. He started to cough, and as he did so I backed up.
"What-why-" he said, gathering the situation. He looked at me. "Who are you? Did you do this?"
"No," I breathed. "You did."
"I don't believe..." he trailed off and his face turned very serious, then very guilty as the realization swept through him.
"Listen, these people around me are my friends. You need to-" I was cut off by the sound of Dean calling for Sam. I rushed over to him.
"Are you okay?" I asked quickly.
"I'm fine, where's Sam?" was all he said.
"He's okay, so is everyone else," I replied. "Right now we've got bigger problems." I jerked my head in the direction of Benny, who was staring at some of the blood that leaked onto the road. Dean nodded and went over to talk to him. The morning sun was just starting to peak through the trees, and the others were starting to wake up. We all must have been out for quite some time, because I had no idea that we'd been here that long. Deciding that the others would probably need attention, I decided to go give them some. I was on my way over to Sam when I tripped on the tree branch. As I fell, unable to control where I was going, my forehead rammed right into the side of the Impala.
NOW
I couldn't see much, but I did see a face as I tried to adjust to the bright lights in the room I was in. When my vision finally cleared, I saw that it was the Doctor.
"Hello! How are you feeling?" he asked politely.
I rubbed my eyes. "Fine," I muttered sleepily. He smiled, then walked to door.
"I'll let you get some rest," he said, and shut the door behind him. I laid back, closed my eyes, and tried to fall asleep. But I was restless, and sleep was not easy. I lifted a hand to my forehead and felt that there was a bandage on it still. But I wanted to get up, so I swung my legs off the bed, grabbed the railing on the wall, and pulled myself to a standing position. The room was small, but there was nothing abnormal about it. I walked out the door and looked around for a clerk desk. After finding one, I went up to one of the people sitting at it.
"Excuse me," I said quietly. "Do you know where a Dean or Sam Winchester would be situated?
The clerk looked up at me. "Oh my goodness, what are you doing out here? You're supposed to be in your room!" she shouted worriedly at me. She called a nurse and in moments I was being led back to my room.
"Wait!" I called. "I need to know about four people who were checked into this hospital recently! You can't take me back!" The nurse ignored me, not letting go of my wrist until I was in my room and on the bed. I stood there angrily as she closed the door and left. I laid my head back down on the bed and sighed irritably. A few minutes had passed before there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I said coldly. The door opened and in walked Dean. He looked a little better, now that his wounds had been cleaned, but he still had bruises and he didn't look like he'd had enough sleep. Still, he was ok. I jumped off the bed to run and hug him.
"Oh thank God you're ok!" I shouted happily. I let go and touched one of his bruises. He winced, and I pulled away.
"Did they let you go?" I asked, a pang of guilt surging through me for causing that pain.
"Yeah, they did, they said it wasn't too bad, so I could handle it myself. I couldn't have agreed more," he replied, happy to be out.
"What about Sam, Cas and J? They okay too?" I asked hopefully.
"They're fine," he replied. "And the Doctor's sorry for running out on us like that. He ran into some issues."
"What kind of issues?" I asked.
"He didn't say," he breathed. "He just said that there were problems."
"Oh," I said calmly. I didn't really know how to reply to that. "Hey Dean, um, I-" I stopped talking when Dean leaned in towards my face. I started leaning in, and before I knew it my lips were locked on his. We stayed there, just- kissing- until there was a knock on the door. I pulled away quickly as Sam walked in.
"Hey," he said, looking at us with a weird look. I blushed a little, hoping it wouldn't show too much.
"Hey," I said quietly. Dean cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"Uh, what's up, Sammy?" he said, trying to sound normal. It obviously didn't work.
"Can I talk to you somewhere else?" Sam asked suspiciously.
Dean nodded and they left the room. I wished I had heard what they were saying, but Dean was the only one who came back in, and he seemed pretty irritated. Still, before he left, he let out a "Get better, Jenna," before planting one last little kiss on my mouth.
