Aesyln came too pretty quickly when the pain of someone pressing on the still sore wound of her side hit her nervous system. She opened her eyes on a hard intake of air and stifled a scream as bit down on her lip to distract her brain. She couldn't feel her left hand, and her whole body had a numbness too it. She was also freezing cold… and it would appear that she was naked. "What… What happen-" She breathed out.

Dean actually jumped as her eyes popped open. "fucking hell!" he said and let go of the towel he was holding. He was impressed that Sam barely even flinched.

"you tore the stitches open…" Sam spoke softly as she finally landed her gaze upon him. "I'm surprised you're awake"

"Pain… woke me…" her words were whispered out. It was as much energy as she could handle.

"Yeah, I'd imagine so. You'd have been better off staying out…"

"Wish… I… was"

"Sam, we need to knock her out again. And she needs some sort of meds to fight the infection that's wrecking havock on her body right now. She's burning up, and in shock" Dean spoke quietly to his brother and hoping that the message rang through.

"Allergic… penicillin" She managed to get out before she passed out again.

"Dean, get the kit and call Bobby. We need help" Sam said and sighed. This day was going to be very long.

Aeslyn felt herself started to surface from a rather heavy sleep. Sedated, she'd been sedated somehow… and whatever it was she didn't like it. She tried to move her body, but it wasn't responding. Her mind began to panic. Not again. She began to panic as the images flooded back to her… she flinched and tried to look away, but her body still wouldn't respond. She could feel her heart beating faster and she tried to scream. Nothing seemed to work. A pinprick of light pierced the darkness and cut through the horrifying images. Some of the sedation was wearing off. The tingle of pain that trailed along with that light was almost welcome. The sounds were picking up and mixing with the images her brain was surfacing again. No wonder she hated sleeping… she had to relive all this shit time and time again. She couldn't take it anymore. She forced her body to move in some way and she screamed again.

The boys were lost in their research when they heard her scream. Their heads turned towards the bed and watched as she began to move, and kept screaming. The both jumped to their feet and ran to try to calm her before it brought any uneeded attention to them.

"Jeez, what the hell is she dreaming about?" Dean muttered as Sam tried to calm her down as best he could. He finally made an annoyed sound and grabbed a glass of water, walked over to the bed and dropped the icy glass of liquid onto her face. He stepped back this time, to get away from any of her flailing movements as she sat up.

Sam looked at Dean with disapproval. "Was that really necessary Dean?"

"What? It worked didn't it… she's awake" He said and set the glass down on the closest table.

The frigid water on her face was just what she needed to be brought to the surface from this horrible place locked inside her head. With a hard gasp she sat up as the world came crashing back to her. Gasping for air, she pushed her way up the bed until her back hit the wall behind her. She quickly looked around and was searching for a weapon of any kind when the faces of the two other people in the room finally came into focus. Their voices were soft and the words spoken were soothing.

"Whoa… calm down…" Sam spoke softly, seeing the panic in her eyes.

"Lady we aren't gonna hurt you" Dean said, keeping his voice even and soft.

Aeslyn took a few long breaths and felt her pulse slow down enough that she could focus. She remembered these two. They helped her out last night, and she was likely alive because of that help. Taking one last deep breath, she let the nightmarish memories fade away and looked between the two males standing at the end of the bed watching her.

"I'm sorry… I- I really don't know how to… I'm sorry" She said in a slow ramble of confused words. Shifting her weight she put too much pressure on her left arm and felt a sting of pain. Hissing she lifted her arm again and examined it. It had clean bandages on, and she couldn't feel much. "Thank you" she whispered softly and laid her arm on her lap. Taking one more deep breath she felt a twinge of pain along her side and frowned.

"You uh… you had a good slice along your side too. Did what we could to clean it up and bandage it" Dean said and took a step towards the other bed and sat down on the edge of it.

"Again, thank you" she said and settled back against the bed"

"So, what happened to you?" Sam asked and made no moves to get closer to her, in fact he moved further away and pulled a chair out to sit in.

"I was outnumbered, and wasn't paying attention" She said and pursed her lips as if that was the end of her statement.

"And?" Dean asked, knowing there was more to the story than just that.

"And… I took some damage for it" She said the last with a finality that told them they weren't getting any more from her.

"Wait, seriously, that's all you've got?" Dean asked in a frustrated tone and looked at his brother. "You wanna chime in here and help?"

"No, not really. It's her story to tell" Sam shrugged.

"Well great. That just helps so much" Dean muttered and got up to get a beer.

"I'm sorry, that's all I have to say. I am appreciative of your assistance though. I'm not sure how many people would know the way to treat this sort of thing" She looked between the boys, who remained silent. "What am I missing?"

"We uh- I have had plenty of practice" Dean muttered and looked down at his feet. That was all he was going to offer up to her about their lives.

"Well, again I say thank you. I don't know how you did treat the wound, and likely the fever that came with the start of infection, without a hospital, but I'm very happy to not be in one"

"Yeah, we called an old friend who gave us some tips" Sam finally spoke up. He could see that Dean was done talking.

"Well, thank your friend for me too" she paused a moment and then took a deep breath. "Well, I guess I should get out of your way now…" she said quietly and stood up. Both of the boys moved so fast she was caught off guard when they were suddenly next to her. "I'm okay…" she said and then regretted those words as she realized, she wasn't in fact, okay.

"No, you're not actually" Dean said and eased her back to sitting on the bed. "You woke up twice and ripped those stitches out, and whatever you were dreaming about had you screaming like a murder victim"

Aeslyn frowned and looked up at him. "I wasn't dreaming… I was back-" shaking her head just slightly she let out a long breath. "Nevermind. I see your point though" she said felt the ache course through her body.

"You lost quite a lot of blood the other night. I think you should stay off your feet and rest. We've got this place for a few days, so get yourself back together while you can" Sam said quietly and brought her a glass of water. When she raised a brow at him, he chuckled. "It's for you to drink, not to be thrown on you".

Aeslyn took the glass and slowly drank from it, her throat felt dry enough that the water was almost painful. "Why does my throat hurt so much?"

"You were screaming pretty loud" Dean said and sat back down on the other bed. He watched her closer than he likely should have. Something didn't sit right with him in regards to her. There was something she just wasn't telling them about.