Ty called the snatch would be tonight after her shift. Carter and Ty would be waiting outside her motel and follow the kidnappers to there holding place. Dean would follow through with his duties at the club before meeting up with Carter and Ty.

After her shift, Dean walked her to the car, "You ready for this?"

"Yeah"

"There's a locator beacon in your phone, another with the wire. All you have to do is give the signal. Carter and Ty will be there in seconds."

"I know. I'll be ok." She was trying to assure him and herself.

"I'll be there as soon as I can."

"I know. I just want to get this over with."

"Me too." He spoke as Jaimie turned to climb in her car, "Jaimie, be careful"

She smiled as she started the car.

She had barely made it in the door when she felt an arm around her waist and a hand covering her mouth. For her part she put up a small struggle as they carried her out to the waiting van. The ride wasn't as long as she expected. Her eyes had to adjust to the change in lighting as they pulled her from the van. Taking in her surroundings, she found herself face to face with Mr. Kim's Associate, the same associate from before. Several other girls were in the warehouse bound and waiting for transport.

"Where am I? What is going on?" Jaimie asked acting her part.

"Oh don't you worry your pretty little head, you won't be joining the rest of the girls."

"The rest of the girls? Where are they going? Why ain't I going with them?"

"Those girls are bound for Hong Kong, where they'll be working for Mr. Kim."

"Working?"

"Let's just say that Mr. Kim provides a service or should I say those girls provide the service while Mr. Kim collects the paycheck. But you my dear, you'll be staying with me."

"I think I'd rather go with them" Jaimie spoke.

"Trust me you don't want to meet their fate, they be sold to the highest bidder. Think mail order bride with out the mutual agreement." That was it, that was enough.

She heard Carter voice booming through the large warehouse, "L.A.P.D. you're under arrest."

At which point all hell broke lose, gunfire broke out throughout the warehouse, screams were heard from the girls, and Jaimie elbowed her captor, before ducking behind a nearby crate. When the shooting finally ceased, Dean's voice could be heard, "Jaimie" and when she didn't quickly answer him, he called out again fear evident in his voice, "Jaimie"

"I'm over here." Dean could hear the difference in her voice. Something wasn't right.

He quickly made his way to her. Finding her on the floor clutching her right side, blood beginning to seep through her top, worry marred his otherwise handsome features. Dean was instantly on the ground reaching for her.

"It's okay, it's just grazed Me." she muttered, pulling up her top trying to prove her case. The grimace on her features telling another story.

"Carter! We need a bus!" He yelled before turning back to her. His hand reached out to caress her face, gently forcing her to look at him. Small beads of sweat had broken out on her forehead and she was looking a little pale.

Footsteps were approaching. Dean moved his hand from her face to cover hers over her wound. Carter and Ty made there way over. Jaimie's eyes connected with Carter, "It's not that bad. It's just a graze wound." She spoke putting on a brave face but falling a smidge short.

Sirens could be heard in the background. Dean slipped his arms underneath her, lifting her from the cold concrete floor. Jaimie let her head rest on his shoulder as he carried her out of the warehouse towards the approaching ambulance.

"Yeah, she's fine. I just dropped her off at home. She's sleeping." Dean spoke into his phone as he stood in the kitchen. He disconnected and made his way back to the bedroom. Taking in the sight before him, he kicked off his shoes before slipping his jacket onto the back of the chair. He made his way to the bed, pulling back the sheets enough to climb inside. Propping himself up on one arm, he watched her sleep. She stirred in her sleep, "Dean" she called out her voice soft, barely above a whisper.

"I'm right here" he said using his free hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.

"Who was on the phone?" she asked voice still thick with sleep.

"Nothing gets by you does it?" he asked, causing her to smile, "Carter checking in, making sure I got you home."

"What'd you tell him?" her eyes slowly opening to take him in.

"That I took you home, put you to bed and left you with painkillers" he finished dropping a kiss on her forehead.

"Did he buy it?"

"I think so"

She was quiet for a beat and he had thought she had fallen back to sleep, "Dean"

"Yeah babe?"

"Thank you"

"For what?"

"Taking care of me"

"Anytime"

She attempted to move closer to him but he beat her to it. Slipping his arm low on her hip to avoid the bandages on her side, he moved his arm above her head running his fingers through her hair. She moved her head to rest against his chest.

"Sleep tight," were the last words she heard before drifting off to sleep. He watched her for a few minutes before he followed her to dreamland.