Jo parked the impala in front of Bobby's before going around to the passenger side to get her wounded boyfriend. Dean and Sam had gone in a ghost hunt a few towns over only to find out it was it was a family of 3 ghosts who were not going down without beating the boys to a bloody pulp first.
"Let's get you inside before Dakota arrives with Sam," Jo said looping Dean's arm over her shoulder and hauling him to his feet.
Dean clenched her jaw as the sudden movement jolted a few of his injuries. "Thanks Jo."
"Yeah, you're going to owe me one," Jo grunted as they made it through the door into the kitchen.
Dean sighed in relief as he was laid out on the couch in the living room. Jo pulled twin size mattress out from behind the couch setting it on the floor in front of the couch. She then head back outside hearing Dakota's Challenger pull in.
Dakota had managed to get the past out Sam out of the car but he was to heavy for her to move on her own.
"Little help please," Dakota said trying not to fall over under her boyfriend's weight.
Jo got on the other side and the two women dragged Sam up the stairs.
"Why did he have to be so tall," Jo panted as they reached the door.
"Chuck has sick sense of humor," Dakota said as they stumbled through the kitchen.
Jo would have laughed if she had the breath, they finally got him to the mattress. The girls paused for a bit catching their breath before got for the first aid kits.
"Sammy?" Dean asked weakly.
Sam didn't move at first but after a while he stirred looking up at ceiling, "Dean?" He looked over at his older brother.
Dean looked at his younger brother and reached a hand to him weakly. "Sam, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."
"It's not your job to protect me Dean," Sam reminded him.
"Yes it is. You're my little brother."
"Yes but I am an adult now too," Sam said looking around for Dakota or Jo. "I wasn't awake when they brought me in was I?"
Dean smirked and shook his head
"They're tougher than they look."
Dean laughed. "They sure are."
"Hey how'd they know we were in trouble?" Sam asked. The girls had been on a vampire hunt a half a state in the opposite direction.
Dean thought for a moment. "Actually I don't know."
"Psychic," Dakota said as she and Jo returned with bandages and other medical supplies.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Of course. Are you girls alright though?" Dean asked, his protective nature kicking in.
Dakota glanced at Jo for split second.
"We're fine," Jo told him, "better than you two at any rate, but that's not hard," she smiled starting to clean Dean's cuts, "you boys look awful."
"I feel awful," Sam said pitifully, giving Dakota his puppy dog eyes. Dean noticed the glance that Dakota gave Jo.
When Jo was close enough to his face Dean whispered to her, "Are you sure you're ok?"
Dakota smiled at him, "poor moose," she leaned down giving him a kiss.
"I fine now ok, promise," Jo told him.
Sam kissed her back and smiled at her when they broke for air.
"What happened?" Dean asked, concerned about his girl.
"Better?" Dakota smiled back at him.
"We can talk about later," Jo whispered to him, "right now I want to make sure you're ok."
Sam nodded.
Dean looked at Jo softly, "ok."
Jo smiled giving him a kiss before going back to patching him up.
Dakota carefully rolled up Sam's sleeve to butterfly a gash closed before then wrapping it in gauze.
"Thank you," Sam said.
Dakota smiled at him before going back to work. It took about a half hour but Sam and Dean where finally patched up and knocked out by the pain medicine. Dakota and Jo were exhausted and laying back together in Bobby's over sized recliner.
"Are you going to tell him what happened?" Dakota asked Jo.
Jo look at her. "Eventually I will have to tell him."
"Guess that mean I'm going to get questioned on how I managed fix you huh," Dakota said her eyes closed.
Jo snickered. "Yeah, probably."
"Really though, we live at the bunker, you've seen the library, why are y'all still surprised by some of the things I know how to do."
Jo laughed. "Because the boys are not used to other people knowing as much as them, let alone someone knowing more than them."
"Point," Dakota said sleepily, "less it's Bobby of course."
Jo mumbled in agreement before falling asleep.
Bobby arrived home an hour later from running errands, he found Sam asleep on the mattress which was to short for him so one foot was on the floor while the other was propped up on a pillow apparently twisted. Dean was sleeping on the couch a blanket covering him, one arm dangling off the edge. They both were wrapped up like mummies.
He looked to the other side of the room finding Dakota and Jo curled up together in the recliner also asleep; Jo's head on Dakota's shoulder. He let out a long then laughed slightly smirking.
"Idjits."