"The hell you mean you can't find one?" Dean screamed.

"I mean it's not there Dean! She's dying, fast," Sam cried.

"Well try again Sam. We're only 10 minutes away from the hospital,"

"Dean she's not going to last that long. She needs help now." Sam urged.

"Damn," Dean whispered loudly. He jerked the wheel and swerved off the road. Dean jumped out of the car and slammed the door behind him.

"CAS!" he screamed. Sam watched helplessly as he gently got out of the car with Jennifer in his arms. Dean had put so much effort into controlling his emotions and being the rock for Jennifer, but now it was his turn to crack. As he prayed to Castiel, all his emotions poured into his voice.

"Cas I need your help. J-Jenny needs your help. She's hurt Cas, and she's hurt bad. She's dying," Dean cried. Before Dean could begin again, he heard a fluttering noise behind him. Without missing a beat, Cas asked, "Dean where is she? What happened?"

Dean wiped his tears with the back of his hand and said, "With Sam."

Castiel spun around on his heel and found the youngest of the three towering over the Impala with the broken, weak, feeble frame of his sister.

"Lay her down here," Cas stated, patting the hood of the Impala. Sam silently obeyed and gently lowered his sister onto the car. Cas looked at her under the light of the streetlamp and sucked in a small breath at her terrible state.

Cas could only begin to imagine what could have happened to her when Sam interrupted his thoughts with, "Cas, uhm, I couldn't find a pulse,".

Cas grabbed her wrist and placed his other hand over her heart. His eyes closed as he concentrated on the pounding of her heart.

After a few treacherously long moments, Cas said, "There is a pulse, but it is very faint. She doesn't have long." Sam breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Can you fix her?"

"I can try, but it will not be easy. Her wounds are clearly very extensive," Cas said uneasily.

"Well how easy should it be?" Dean asked exasperatedly. They were losing precious time that Jenny didn't have. Without a word, Cas stepped forward and tapped Sam's bloody shoulder. There was a small flash of golden light, and before he knew it, Sam's shoulder was healed. Both boys stood stunned at Castiel, as he frowned and said, "That's how easy it should be. Before I begin healing her, I must, um, 'check' her wounds beforehand so I can target my powers where she needs them most," Cas explained.

Sam understood what Cas meant and said, "That's fine Cas. Whatever you need to do." He grabbed Dean's arm and pulled him to the back of the car. The two stood leaning against the car, backs to the two. Cas turned his attention to Jennifer and began to examine her wounds. He gently pulled Sam's blood soaked flannel away to reveal her raw, torn body. He gasped as he saw her mangled body. With haste, Cas scanned her condition, muttering to himself as he took mental notes of her injuries. When he got to her back, Cas whispered, "Oh Jennifer. What happened to you?"

He swept over her body for a final time before he called out to the boys.

"Well?" Dean asked. Cas nodded and said, "I can do it, but I need you both to pin her down. If she moves my grace could burn a hole through her."

Without arguing, Sam and Dean took up positions on either side of her, pinning her down to the hood of the Impala. Cas closed his eyes as he summoned his powers only to be interrupted by Dean's voice saying, "Cas, be gentle. She's been through a lot." He nodded curtly and began.

At precariously slow speeds, Cas moved his hands from her head over her body, golden light spiraling from his hands and coiling inside of us. Jennifer let out a moan and her back arched off the hood, only to be pushed back down under her brothers hands. She shuddered against the metal as Cas healed her as carefully as possible.

He had reached her hips without any issues, but when Cas moved his hands lower, he frowned. Cas stopped the healing and informed the brothers, "The damage here is more extreme than the other areas. This will hurt her, but it will not take long." Sam visibly swallowed and whispered, "Ok. Do it Cas." Without hesitation, Cas blasted his grace through his hands between Jennifer's legs. Her eyes flew open as she shrieked in agony, shaking and shuddering under her brother's vice grip. A couple seconds later, it was over. The light disappeared, and Jennifer fell away from consciousness. Cas stepped away from the car gasping from breath. He reached out for support and felt Dean steady him. He leaned against the car and recovered from exerting so much of his grace.

"Sh-she'll be fine," Cas gasped. "She's i-in a trance rih-right now, recovering. She'll be awake in a few hours."

"You did great Cas. You saved her life. Thank you," Sam said supportingly. Cas waved it away and closed his eyes from exhaustion.

Dean picked up Jennifer and gently laid her down on the back seat, draping his jacket over her body. He couldn't help but smile a little when he saw her frame shift under the leather as she curled up on the seat. He placed a soft kiss on her head and closed the door so she could rest.

After a few moments of silence Cas straightened and looked at the two boys. Both looked crestfallen, as if someone had taken their hearts and torn them to pieces. He wished he had something to tell them that would raise their spirits, but the information about her wounds would only worsen their pain. "I-I think you should know about her injuries, only so that you both can help her heal later," Cas said cautiously. Sam glanced at Dean, waiting for his reaction, but he remained silent, waiting for Cas to continue. Cas sucked in a deep breath as he began to rattle off her wounds. "She had multiple concussions, a cracked skull, crushed shoulder, several broken ribs, some internal organ damage, multiple lacerations on her back and front, and severe blood loss."

Sam's jaw hung open at the gruesome list, unable to imagine the horror Jennifer had suffered. Dean however, had a different reaction. He looked Cas straight in the eye and in a steely cold voice said, "But that's not all, is it Cas." Cas slowly shook his head and in a voice barely above a whisper said, "Jennifer had severe, um, tearing of tissue in her genital region. Bite marks were, uhm, very apparent in the damage."
Sam stared at Cas, not wanting to accept what he had just heard, but the silence confirmed it. Dean turned to face the car, and without warning, began to pound his fist into the impala, screaming from anger and frustration with every fist. Sam jumped up from his position against the trunk and attempted to restrain his brother, but Dean threw Sam off as he continued to slam his fist against the car.

"Dean stop!" Sam cried. No response. Sam glanced through the window and saw Jennifer's face scrunched in fear as she shrunk into the furthest corner, still asleep, but listening to Dean's anger.

"Dean stop you're scaring her," Sam ordered. Dean froze immediately. He glanced inside and found his sister shaking in the backseat. Guilt washed over Dean like a tidal wave as he retreated from the car and whispered, "Yeah, yeah you're right I'm sorry."

Sam picked up on his guilt and said, "Dean none of this was your fault."

"Yes it was!" Dean screamed. "This whole thing was my fault. It's my job to watch after you both, to keep you safe. I'm clearly doing a bloody spectacular job," Dean spat out.

In a very matter-of-fact tone, Sam stated, "Dean, this whole thing is Vincent's fault. He did this to her, and you killed him. So I think that you've done your duty as the big brother."

Dean opened his mouth to respond, and then closed it again. He was too tired to argue with him.

The three men stood there in silence, watching Jennifer relax again in the back seat, counting their lucky stars she was ok. Cas would never admit it, but he had grown particularly fond of this certain Winchester. She was the perfect balance between her brothers. Of course nothing could happen between them, him being an angel, but there were times when he wished it didn't have to be that way.

Dean broke the silence with, "We should probably get back to the motel. I want her to wake up in a bed, not a backseat." Sam nodded in agreement and turned to thank Cas once more, but he had disappeared into thin air. Sam shrugged and got into the passenger seat. He turned around to look at Jennifer once more before they took off, grateful that she had survived. He and Dean shared a look as they gazed at their sister, silently vowing never to allow something like this to ever happen again. And with that, they sped off into the night, their sister safe and sound.