IDK I'M TRYING : )

The woman sat up immediately and looked around; she had no idea where she was or where her husband was. She had no clue as to how her door had been open, how the door on Dean's side had been ripped off or what happened after she saw one of Dean's friends sitting in the backseat.

"Dean?" She called, "Where are you hon-?" she heard a cough, "Dean is that you?" there was another cough and she thought she heard someone move.

"Dean?" she leaned forward towards the cracked windshield and watched in fear as Dean got up, he was covered in blood and clutching to his side. He looked at her and tried to walk over to her, but as soon as he stepped he fell against the hood of the car.

She rushed to his side and tried to help him up to the passenger side of the car. He was a heavy man compared to her and his limping wasn't helping get him to car any faster. When he was finally settled into the seat, she cupped his face with her hands, "What do you want me to do? Dean… honey…, what can I do?"

He looked at her through swollen eyes and said, "Call Sam."

"Sam? What can he do, shouldn't we call an ambulance?" she asked frantically.

Dean put his hand on her shoulder, "Please, call Sam, then you can call who ever you want, just call my brother first."

"And tell him what?" she gripped the hand on her shoulder, "Huh? Tell him what?"

Dean just looked at her, then he heard glass break and he looked in the rearview mirror and he saw the lights that lined the street were breaking one by one until the one closest to the entrance of the was the only one left.

"Go!" Dean pushed his wife away . "Run and call Sam!"

"Dean I'm not leaving you here you can forget that!" she told him while she stood up, grabbed his hand, and turned towards the entrance.

"What's out there?" she asked Dean, then she called out, "Hello?"

Dean yanked on her arm, "Baby please just go," he pleaded with her, " go before he gets here, go before—" Dean stopped and began to shake his head, the woman turned around and stared in shock, "Don't you touch her Cas, don't you lay a finger on her or—"

"Or what?" Castiel said while Dean stared at him with hate in his eyes, "you'll kill me?"

"Go to hell." Dean said through clenched teeth.

"Gladly. Will you be joining me?" Castiel said smiling at him.

"Get the hell away from us!" the woman said punching Castiel in the face.

"Oh, now I remembered why I came back." He grabbed her by the throat and brought her to her knees, "You see being with you Winchesters for so long, I've come to find out that physical pain doesn't last." He looked Dean up and down. "No, it's the emotional pain that does you in…so you know what I've decided to do…I've decide to rip out your heart. You know, get rid of what you love the most." He put his other hand through her hair. As Castiel continued to talk Dean got his phone from the cup holder, and pressed 1; speed dial for Sam.

Back the hotel with Sam

The phone was ringing but Sam couldn't find it he'd check the bathroom, the area that use to be a bed, even the trash can, but it just couldn't be found. He'd turned his bag inside out and remembered where he'd put it to.

'Silly me' he thought he when he went to the nightstand and picked up the phone which had just ringing. He flipped it opened saw that it was Dean who had called him. He pressed call and held the phone to his ear with his shoulder while he carelessly tossed his stuff back in his bag,

"You've reached-" the voicemail began and Sam hung the phone up. He put his phone in his coat pocket and went to table on the other side of room to get his laptop, when he got and made his way to the bed his phone rang again,

"Hey De—" Sam started

"You see, it was simple Dean. All I wanted was you, plain and simple, but I'd forgotten plain and simple wasn't part of the Winchester lifestyle."

'What the hell?' Sam thought as he listened in, 'I know that voice.'

"You can have me, 'kay. Just don't hurt her please." He heard his brother beg.

"You had your chance, you had multiple chances, you had more than I like to give."

"Let me go you bastard!" he heard the woman shout.

'Castiel has lost his damn mind.'

"Dean if you can hear me, tell me where you are give me a clue, something tell me where you are." He said half whispering half shouting into the phone.

The door of the motel room swung open bringing in leaves and blowing the debris from the frame of the bed around the room, Sam turned and saw Castiel walked through,

"That's not me."