Thankyou Moira4eku and Happyday girl for your reviews I'm glad you like it so far! Oh and by third wheel story I just meant that there is a made up character involved tagging along the Winchester action in the form of Jaime. (Is there another word for that kind of story? Is there even a word for it? I dont know, but let me know if you do!) Any who, next chapter's up hope you like it xx

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He started to turn but was knocked flying. His head smacked into the top of the nearest tree with a sickening thud before he fell to the ground in a heap.

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Jamie knelt down beside Dean and began to shake him gently but to no success. Blood was caked to the left side of his face. Was this a superficial cut that had just bled excessively? Was it serious? Jamie began backtracking through everything Sam and Dean had told her since she'd met up with them again but still she was clueless how to help Dean. Her eyes began to water the tears threatening to spill out but still she held them back. She didn't want to be weak, she needed to be strong, if not for her own safety then for Dean, her defenceless cousin who lie unconscious at her feet.

She stumbled for the gun on the ground hands trembling as she pulled it up and into position aiming into the trees of where they were last attacked. She stayed in that position for several minutes glancing back at Dean every so often to see if he'd stirred yet. Her heart was beating so fast and her hands shaking slightly. They were out there, whatever that thing was; they striked once and they would do it again.

Ok, deep breaths, she told herself.

"Dean, it would be really great if you would wake up now" she said looking down at the wounded hunter. She didn't know if she should be happy that the blood had finally stopped or worried increasingly at the fact that he hadn't woken up yet.

Reaching for her phone once more she looked at the signal praying for a change but highly doubting it. There were no bars on the side of the screen. She took a quick intake of breath before letting out a long amount of expletives. Jamie didn't know what was blocking the signal on her phone but she had a feeling that further into the clearing away from the trees and nearer to the road might help. The problem was there were still things circling them in the forest problem waiting on the right moment when she was off her guard to attack her too and finish Dean off.

Jamie liked to consider herself tough but dragging 190 pounds of dead weight whilst trying to carefully aim a gun at all possible attack points was wearing her out. She heard a branch snap nearby to her left, quickly she aimed the gun but saw no one. It seems like they were toying with them, taking their time.

Let them wait she thought. I may look like just a girl but just you wait.

Once in the clearing she pulled her phone out praying that this was when things started to get better. She almost sighed with relief when one bar appeared on the side. Quickly she dialled the number she had been thinking about for what felt like hours.

"Sam" Jamie sighed in relief as he answered.

"Where are you I thought we were meant to meet back at the motel?"

"We were ambushed, Dean's hurt, we're somewhere in Drailmont forest" She said. Jaime began looking around for something distinctive about where exactly they were.

"What? What do you mean Dean's hurt? Are you ok?" Sam rushed out trying to control his voice.

"There's no time the signal sucks out here and whoever attacked us is still out there. We took the east park entrance; I don't know what else to tell you everything here looks the same but we can't be that far in"

"I'll be there soon get as near to the road as you can so I can spot you, and be careful" Said Sam.

"I will...hurry."

They hung up. Relief followed by fear washed over her. Thoughts of what would happen if Sam never made it in time, if Dean never woke up, if that thing found her, filled her head. She pushed them down and vowed to get them both out of there alive.