I walk out to the parking lot and find Sam leaning against Dean's car. His hair is coiffed back and he's wearing a jacket now. He looks up at me and then back down to the concrete.
"We need to talk!" I walk over. Swaying.
"Not now. Someone's about to be taken, or already is." He says trying to remind me of the case.
"No, now." I say with force. He looks up at me. All 5 of him do.
"Sam, why are there like 5 of you?" I stumble forward. I plant my foot down regaining my balance.
He grumbles "huh?"
"Sam. Help" I fall sideways. He reaches forward and catches me before I hit the ground. He leans down with me and puts me on my side.
"How much did you drink?" He asks.
"Only. 3." I get out. My mouth drying up.
"Jackie, really, how many?" He asks again sternly, something in his tone of voice.
"That's. All" I get out. I have a hard time keeping my eyes open.
"Damn it! You've been drugged! I have to make you throw up!" He yells out. I try to push him away but am too dizzy and sick. He forces his 2 fingers down my throat and a few moments later I'm throwing up on the ground. He holds my hair and rubs my back as I throw up my drinks.
Although I'm still dizzy, I know throwing up will help me. I begin to shiver and Sam takes off his jacket for me and lays it over me.
"Jaclyn?" Marks familiar voice calls out. I hear foot steps get closer. "What the hell happened?" He asks leaning down to face me. I try to hide my face from him, embarrassed to be seen this way.
"I could ask you that? She was with you last" Sam says in a deep tone.
"Wow. What?" Mark questions Sam.
"Her drink was spiked!" Sam spits. "And I suggest you get out of here before my brother comes out and someone else can watch her" he threatens.
"Sam" I try to calm him down but it comes out as a whisper and no other words follow.
Mark kneels next to me "she was roofied? We need to take her to a hospital!" Mark explains.
"She'll be fine,I'll take care of her." Sam returns.
"I'm a Doctor. She really should go to the ER" he tries again "file a report."
Deans voice is now ringing in my head "what's going on, Sam? Jackie?" He asks. His feet visible from where I'm laying.
"She was roofied." Sam explains what happened.
"Mark here, remember Mark?" Sam continues "thinks she should go to the hospital. I think he's trying to cover his ass since she was with him last!"
"Wow. Wow. If I did do this why would I come over to help? Wouldn't it be better for me to just leave?" Mark points out.
"Unless you were hoping the drug finally hit and she was out here passed out and alone!" Sam accuses.
Dean steps in "let's just stop this. We'll take care of Jackie. That's all there is to it. If we feel she needs to go to the hospital, then we will take her" I look up to see him gesture between himself and Sam.
"Fine. But as a doctor, I recommended you take her now!" He says "I'll talk to you soon, Jaclyn" he says to me and walks off.
"Dean" Sam says lowly. I look at him and his eyes are looking to his brothers. He's saying something to him without words. I look up to Dean and he nods, his eyes speaking in return. Sam lifts me into the back seat and Dean drives off to the motel. Dean dropped us off and drove away. Sam puts me on the bed and runs to the sink.
Suddenly everything is pins and needles! My entire body is freezing and my eyes are open. I gasp in shock and yell out "coldddd!" I look up and Sam is knelt next to the tub. "Whattt. Thhheee. Hhhheeeellll" my teeth clatter together.
"I'm sorry" he says turning the water off. "You passed out. You weren't waking up. I had to" he explains as I chatter my teeth.
I nod my head. Realizing how much it hurts and grabbing it. "It's so cold!" I plead with him. He nods and reaches for a towel.
He holds the towel open for me as I slowly stand up. I look down at my clothes and moan. I'm wearing white, in a bath tub. Sam notices what I was looking at and sheepishly turns his head.
I grab onto the railing and struggle to pull off the wet clothes. I finally do and wrap myself in the towel. Sam walks me out to one of the beds and I sit. Things are still dizzy and I lay back on the bed. "You can't sleep yet Jackie" he says.
"I know" I return to him. "Can I have something to put on?" I ask him.
"Uh sure" he says standing up. He stares down at his bag for a few moments
"One of your million plaid shirts would do" I suggest to him.
He reaches down into his bag "right." And walks it over to me.
"Just button it And throw it over my head. He bobs his head and does that. I let go of the towel and put my arms into the shirt. I stand up and let it fall to my knees. I kick the towel off the bed and get under the blankets.
"You can't.." He goes to say again
"I'm tired!" I moan out annoyed.
"Not yet!" He sits at my feet. Dean comes walking in with medical supplies. "Finally" Sam says getting up to help set something up.
"What's all this?" I ask barely keeping my eyes open.
"You need fluid" Sam explains getting ready to put an IV drop in.
"Did you steal this?" I look at Dean.
"Hospitals always have a surplus, they won't miss it" he says slinking off his suit jacket from working as security.
"I hate needles!" I fight Sam when he reaches for my arm.
"Seriously jacks? You hunt monsters, you wave katana swords and knives around and you don't like needles?" Dean tries to joke.
I try to give him a glare but it probably didn't do what I wanted it too so I retort back "they stick it in your veins! It's so weird! Ahhh" I let out a whine when Sam pushes it in. "You better have gotten it in right away" I moan looking down.
"You're set" Sam says walking to the other bed.
"Can I sleep yet?!" I ask.
"Now you can sleep" Sam assures me and I close my eyes.
