Dean heard the crashing of rocks and jumped up, ignoring the protest from his shin.

When he reached what had formerly been the sealed entrance, he was surprised to see waning light from the outside world now lighting his way as he scrambled up the pile of rocks. "Dani?" He was almost to the large, gaping hole and she was nowhere to be seen. "Dani?!!!"

Finally reaching the opening, he moved quickly outside fearing the worst. He continued calling her name as his eyes roamed the darkening landscape.

He felt very little relief when he finally spotted her lying in a heap at the bottom of the incline below the cave.

As he reached her, his heart beat nervously- she was laying face down. Dropping down beside her, he tentatively touched her shoulder. "Dani? Can you hear me?" He began to carefully turn her over, desperately hoping she hadn't broken her neck or something. "Come on, Dani. Talk to me." He moved her dripping hair out of her face and then gently cupped her head and neck as he slid himself under her, cradling her in his arms. "Come on now. Open those big brown eyes for me."

He stroked her cheek softly, finding some comfort in the fact that she was still breathing at least. She had some scrapes and blood on her cheek, but there were no major gashes that he could see. As for the rest of her...

The rain had tapered off almost completely, leaving them surrounded in a cool mist. Dean stared down at the unconscious woman in his arms helplessly.

What the hell am I gonna do now?

With the wet conditions and the weakening daylight, the police had almost been unable to haul the crashed vehicle up the steep embankment, but they had finally managed it.

The bodies had been removed by the coroner earlier and unfortunately Sam hadn't gotten a chance to see them. Officer Dalton was friendly, but not that friendly. All he knew for sure was that they'd been badly burned and nearly unrecognizable from the sounds of it. One man's nametag had actually burned into his flesh or they might never have known who had been in the car.

Before they loaded the vehicle onto the back of the trailer for the crime scene analysts, the supervisor took a quick look through the vehicle. As he approached Office Dalton at Sam's side, he held up a small plastic item contained in a baggie.

Dalton squinted to read the charred letters. "David Meyers. Yep, that's the other security guard. Looks like we were right."

Sam nodded absently. They had confirmed the "who", but they still didn't know the "why".

Or more importantly, the "where".

Sam remembered the strange landscape from his last vision and chewed his lip, trying to find an angle that would help him get the info he needed without looking suspicious.

"Listen, Officer... I was wondering if maybe you could help me with something. I, uh... I saw a picture somewhere of this old ruin, and I was wondering if I described it to you, you might know the one I'm talking about?"

"Well, there are a lot of those around here, but I'll give it my best shot." He eyed Sam a little more warily than before. "Does this have something to do with the missing person's? You're not holding back information from me now, are you son?"

Sam reached deep and pulled out his best "puppy dog" stare, as Dean annoyingly called it. "No sir, I'm not. I just... I've had this image in my head and it's been bugging me." At least that much was true. "I was about to leave you to your investigation, but I thought I might draw on your knowledge of the area while I had a chance. I figure you're probably something of an expert." Complimentary, but not overly so; Sam knew the value of understatement.

Dalton still thought it was a strange question to be asking just then, but he thought the guy seemed decent enough and decided to indulge him. Besides, he figured kids today had a short attention span and he figured this young fella was no exception.

"OK. Shoot."

Dean moved the jacket so it covered Dani a little better. It was pretty chilly now that they were outside the shelter of the cave, and he wanted to try to keep her damp body as warm as possible.

He looked skeptically up at the opening to the cave and wondered if maybe he should take her back inside where there was at least some protection from the elements, but the idea of moving an injured woman was daunting enough without the added worry of getting trapped in there again.

He was still weighing the pros and cons when he felt her head move ever-so-slightly against his chest. And then she sighed.

"Dani? Can you hear me?" He tilted his head so that he could stare into her face. She moved her head again, and this time he could tell she was trying to open her eyes. "Come on, sweetheart... open your eyes. You can do it."

She moaned and then grimaced as she moved her head again. Then her eyes fluttered open. It was almost dark and she coul barely see his face above her. "Dean?"

"Yeah... Yeah, it's me." He exhaled noisily and his arms tightened around her just a little bit. "You don't know how relieved I am that you're OK... You are OK, aren't you?"

As she listened to the smile in his voice switch to concern, she suddenly had the weird sense that everything was going to be OK.

She moved slightly, and thankfully, other than a few stinging spots on her face and some new aches and pains throughout her body, nothing felt broken and she said a silent prayer of thanks. She supposed it was possible she had a concussion, but she'd just have to worry about that later.

She could sense Dean fretting above her and she smiled slightly in the darkness. "Dean, there is one thing."

"Yeah? What?" He sounded concerned again.

"What does ZoSo mean?"

There was a quiet moment and then Dani could feel his chest moving beneath her as he started to laugh.

"Dani, Dani, Dani... You amaze me." He laughed some more.

She laughed as well. "It's true. I'm amazing."

"That's not what I meant. I'm amazed you don't know what ZoSo means. If you don't know your Led Zeppelin, I'm not sure we can continue to associate."

She giggled and tried to sit up. Dean helped her, keeping his arms around her. "Easy. You must be dizzy after that fall."

She didn't resist the urge to lean back into his chest again and he held her close. She enjoyed the warm hardness of him while she gingerly touched her face, feeling the scrapes. "Hmf. I think it was more of a roll than a fall." She let her shoulders sag. "I feel like someone whacked me all over with a stick."

"I was thinking I should go back into the cave and get the supplies we'll need. You could probably use some Tylenol or something out of the first aid kit, I'm betting."

She finally tried to sit up on her own, but Dean continued to support her and she was more than a little grateful. For some reason though, she didn't want him to see how much her fall had shaken her. She gave him her best smirk. "Unbelievable. After all I've done to get us out of there and you want to go back in?"

He grinned, shaking his head. "Yeah, I know. I owe you one." And then she was momentarily surprised when he looked closely into her eyes and stroked her cheek softly. "I do like a woman who's willing to take one for the team."

Before she had time to do more than gulp, he'd made sure his jacket was firmly around her and then stood up. "I'll be quick."

"Just be careful."

Big smile. "When you're as skilled as me, careful doesn't play into it."

She watched his progress back up the rocks nervously, only turning away once he'd disappeared back into the cave. She whispered softly to herself.

"Hurry back, Dean."

A.N.: Sorry- it was a short one, but I just wanted to get a chapter out there since it's been so long since I posted. Hopefully I get another one up soon!