Summary: In which Sam and Dean run into some unexpected help...word was "midnight"


The car crash was devastating. The Impala lay mangled in a crunched up heap of metal and leather, Sam and Dean's unconscious forms lay inside the twisted wreck with no hope of getting out on their own.

From afar came the Grimm with the yellow eyes who approached closer to the wreckage.

The big black animal made a low keening wail, his yellow eyes never leaving the mass of metal in front of him.

The animal continued to make that low wail until it sensed it's master's presence quickly approaching.

"Midnight, what have I told you about Calling in the wilds in the day-" The female quickly trailed off when she saw the wreckage. She gasped, putting a hand to her mouth.

She walked over to the destroyed vehicle and peered inside. Her silver eyes widened in alarm as she could feel the energy draining away at a moderate pace from the two trapped inside even without her spell.

"Good boy Midnight. Now Call Svenna here. We need to get them out. Now."