Dean looked around the motel room. One moment he was looking at Jensen, the next he was in this room. He turned and saw Sam standing beside him also looking confused. Dean walked over to the door and opened it. He smiled when he saw the impala outside in a parking space. He walked over to the car and ran his hand along the side.

"Oh baby, it is so good to see you," Dean said.

"I guess we're back where we belong," Sam said from the doorway of the room.

"I guess so."

"What now?"

"Grab the bags; we're getting the hell out of here."

"Alright."

Dean watched as Sam walked back into the room. He shoved his hands in his pockets and frowned. Something was in one of his pockets. He pulled it out and felt his heart drop in his chest. He held in his hand Kat's bracelet. The coin shone in the sunlight and Dean couldn't take his eyes away from it. He sighed and shoved it back in his pocket before Sam came back outside. He looked at the sky and hoped Kat was alright and that she would be happy.

***

Jensen and Jared noticed the change of smell before anything else. Jensen covered his nose and mouth with his sleeve and looked around. He frowned when he realized where he was. He was in the abandoned hospital they used for the show. He looked around again and stopped when his eyes fell on Kat laying on the floor. He turned and grabbed Jared's arm. He pointed to Kat.

"Shit," Jared said as they went over to her.

Jensen kneeled at her side and rolled her on her back. He saw the bruise on her face and really wished he could have hit Dean at least once for her. He placed his hand on her shoulder and saw her wince. She moaned and opened her eyes. Jensen smiled; he had never been happier to see those grey depths looking at him.

"Please tell me you're Jensen," she said rubbing her eyes.

"I'm Jensen, Kitty Kat. Are you okay?" he asked taking her hand.

"No, I'm not okay. I have a broken leg and dislocated shoulder. And.... I killed my mom," Kat said her eyes filling with tears.

"Hey, Kat it's going to be okay. Everything is going to be alright. Come on let's sit you up," Jared said helping her sit up. Sam's words echoed in his head and he vowed to be a good friend to Kat.

"Everything is not going to be alright. I am a freak, Jared. I can control the elements and can deep fry people. How is that alright?" Kat asked tears falling from her eyes. She told herself she was crying because she was in pain not because she was heartbroken. She pulled her hand away from Jensen and avoided looking at him. She just couldn't without thinking about Dean.

"Well... You got us back. And we'll alive. Mentally scarred for life but alive," Jared said smiling at her.

"I'm going to call an ambulance," Jensen said realizing Kat couldn't look at him. He got up and walked away pulling out his cell phone. He hoped it would get better. He wanted her to be his friend again.

Jared hugged Kat close to him as she cried. He held her and looked over at Jensen. Jensen looked at him a look of concern on his face. Jared was pretty sure he wore the same look on his face. He stroked Kat's hair and wondered if any of them could really go back to why things had been.

Kat held on tight to Jared. She cried in his shoulder and wished that it had been Sam holding her. He knew everything and he understood what it felt like to be a freak. She heard Jensen talking on the phone and wished that he was Dean. Her heart ached for him and even though he had hurt her with his last words to her, she knew she needed him. She felt Jared whisper soothing words to her telling her it would be alright. She wished he was right but knew that he wasn't. She had been happy with Dean and now that was gone. Nothing would be alright again in her world.

***

Jared carried the coffee down the hallway and turned the corner. He saw Jensen standing outside of Kat's room talking to the cops. The officers nodded and walked away. They walked past Jared and he smiled at them. They nodded and he walked over to Jensen and handed him a coffee. Jensen took it and looked though the window of Kat's room watching her as she laid in bed. Jared turned and looked at her and realized how small she looked. He had always thought of her as strong but tonight she had completely fallen apart. The paramedics had to give her a mild sedative to calm her down enough to treat her. Jared sipped his coffee and waited for Jensen to say something.

"Dean said that Kat loves me," Jensen said watching her not looking at Jared. He was scared at the answer Jared would give him but he also needed answers. He had the feeling that he was going to have some serious thinking and decisions to make.

"Really? Huh, so the guy does notice things other than hot women and food," Jared said leaning against the wall looking at Jensen.

"You knew?"

"Jen... Everyone on set knew since like the second month of shooting. I was the first to notice it. You know I actually think she didn't like me because she always brought you coffee but not me. Then it clicked on my head; she just likes you more."

"Well, thanks for telling me."

"Jensen, we all told you at one time or another. You just didn't listen. What were we supposed to do? Draw you a map?"

Jensen didn't answer. He drank his coffee and sighed. He closed his eyes and wished he had listened to that little voice inside when it had told him to ask Kat out. He turned away from the window and looked at Jared. He just shook his head not knowing what to say. He just knew that he had to be there for Kat now. She needed him more than ever.

***

Kat tried to sleep but couldn't. She was no longer in pain thanks to the pain killers they had given her but she still couldn't get her body relaxed enough to sleep. She thought about what she had done by killing her mother. She then thought about Dean's words to her; I'd hunt you. He was right, she deserved to be hunted, she was something evil. She bit her lip but the sob still escaped. She buried her face in her pillow and cried. She had never felt so empty inside like she did now. She heard the door open to the room. She didn't turn to look who was coming in. She didn't want to see anyone. Especially not Jensen or Jared. It just reminded her too much of what she had lost.

She felt the person sit on the bed beside her and place their hand on her shoulder. She sobbed even more and pulled away.

"Kitty Kat," she heard Jensen whisper in a voice that now only reminded her of Dean.

"I won't be the same, not ever again," she said clutching her pillow tight.

"Yes, you will. Together we'll fix this; we'll make this right again."

"You can't, Jensen. You can't."

"Why not?"

"Because.... You aren't him," she sobbed.

Jensen let Kat pull away from him. He sat beside her as she sobbed not knowing what to say to that. He listened as she cried herself to sleep. He wanted to believe that it was just the medication talking and the shock of what had happened. He wanted to believe that she would be alright and be her normal self again and that they would have what they had before. However, some part of him knew that they wouldn't. Being with Sam and Dean these past months had changed her; especially Dean. Some part of him knew that he wasn't going to get his Kitty Kat back, somewhere along the way she had stopped being his and became Dean's.