Now as a hunter in training she'd been told repeatedly to go by intuition but also not to assume too much as well. Thanks to having two different notions repeatedly told to her she wasn't sure what to do. Thanks guys she grumbled mentally. But still she couldn't stop glancing at his left pant pocket and the way his hand had been brushing mindlessly past it all through his talk.

She took a quick intake of breath while reaching for the knife in the back of her belt buckle. He would give the call any moment to have them ripped to shreds.

No time like the present I guess she thought and mentally crossed her fingers as she whipped the knife out from behind her and threw it. It shot threw the sky and landed with perfect precision in the bottom corner of his pant pocket. The shock and pain made him stumble back howling in pain.

Please work, please work she repeated over and over again while ready for an attack hands searching her bag while her eyes stayed focused on him but more importantly on the faces of the dogs. It wasn't instantaneous but she began to see the distant looks on their faces fade.

He yanked the knife out with a mighty scream and took a step forward pure hatred now visible.

"You crazy bitch!" he yelled "Now I'm going to make sure it's as slow and as painful as possible!" he spat the final words out in between heavy breaths trying to control the pain.

The dogs growled a low and harmonious tone that made the hairs on the back of her neck rise in fear but to her relief all their eyes were not pointed at her.

"You might want to look in your pocket first before you carry on spitting everywhere"

His eyes went blank before turning wide with fear. He put his hand in his pocket and sure enough out came what appeared to be a cracked glass red coin.

"I never miss. If I was you I'd start running now, like you made all those people run while you watched"

He sneered before turning to the dogs that were edging closer. He outstretched his hands trying to once again pet the nearest only to find it trying to bite him this time. He looked over at her one last time with a look that said she'd regret this although she really didn't see how, before running as fast as his wounded legs would take him. He managed a step or two before he was devoured where he stood the dogs each clambering on top of each other to make sure they got their revenge. His dying screams and the stench of his broken flesh spread through the air.

In no time at all they were finished and their hungry eyes turned toward Jamie and Dean.

O0o0o0oo

As fast as she could she pulled the bottle of holy water out of her bag praying repeatedly that this would work. She splashed half the bottle over herself before starting to douse it over Dean.

"What the hell are you doing?" came a drowsy voice beneath her.

"Saving your ass" she whispered ignoring him and pouring the rest of the bottle over him.

She listened to the sounds of the dogs, they were close.

She helped him up. "Dean! Run, now!"

He was still weak and sluggish so she gripped his arm and pulled him through what she really hoped was a thinning of forest and the sound of the open road. The dogs were closer and she'd used the last of the holy water, panic began to consume her. She heard the paw prints and growls growing closer while they ran. Dean was still pretty out of it and looked annoyed and having no clue as to what he was running from.

"Just trust me keep moving" she said trying not get out of breath and slow them down even further. She turned and could see them now.

Intuition she thought and barely thinking pushed Dean over and laid on her back alongside him watching the animals get closer.

Please let me know what I'm doing, please let this work she thought.

"What the hell are you doing?" Dean yelled at her trying to get up, she pulled him down.

"Trust me I know what I'm doing"... I hope.

She closed her eyes as the dogs edged closer body tensing. Then sound grew louder and soon they were in biting distance. Yet then all was silent, she opened her eyes to find nothing before her except trees.

"They just vanished." Dean finally said after a lengthy silence.

O0o0o0

"Dean! Jamie!" a voice called, it sounded close

"Sam!" Jamie yelled with happiness standing up to greet him relief finally washed over her.

Sam helped Dean up, he seemed to be improving even more, he got his colour back and was coming up with a string of curses to describe how much pain he was in.

They walked to the car Dean yelling at Sam for saying he should really go to the hospital telling him that all he needed was some painkillers and rest.

"So how did you know that holy water would repel the hell demon dogs back there anyway" Dean asked a slight smile on his face of appreciation.

"Well" she said apprehensively moving slightly further from Dean. "Now you are gonna love this, I erm didn't, I just you know thought they're from hell and demons don't like the stuff so yeah..."

"You mean to tell me you risked our lives on a hunch? What did I tell you about assuming? Assume and you make what? Oh that's right an ASS out of you and ME! Jeez! And there was I..."

Dean continued to rant while Jamie and Sam walked beside him. Sam gave her side a squeeze while he walked in the middle of the two still supporting Dean.

"You did great" he said smiling down at her.

"Thanks" she mouthed back smiling up at him giving him a squeeze back.

"So I'm thinking food" Jamie said loud enough for Dean to overhear over his continuous rant.

He stopped and leaned back to look at her a crooked smile on his face.

"I could go for something to eat."

"Awesome, I'll drive" Jamie said taking the keys from Sam's pocket and rushing the last few feet ahead.

Dean grumbled something too low to hear about his baby.

"Come on she saved your life back there at least let her drive the car it's not like you're in the shape to do it yourself"

"Fine, but I pick the tunes!" he yelled still slightly woozy unintentionally gripping Sam slightly more as he edged towards his car.

After several minutes of Deans not so gentle instructions to Jamie about his car they were driving off down the road, Ozzy Osbourne's Road to Nowhere blaring out of the speakers ready to fight another day.