A/N: See guys? I told you this one would be longer! Hope ya like it!

Sam's POV

I heard a groan to my left as I pushed myself up from the pavement and looked around to see Dean doing the same.

"What the hell was that?" He asked dusting himself off and glaring at nothing in particular.

I ignored him for the moment as I looked towards the still smoldering remains of the motel room. It was like a bomb had gone off. "Only one way to find out…" I mumbled as I stepped into the chaos of broken glass and boards.

The demons were long gone even their bodies had turned to ash in the explosion so I knew there was no hope of finding the girl that Bobby has sent us here to find. As I picked my way through the charred rubble I hear a quiet groan. Turning towards the sound I noticed what looked like a shoe sticking out from beneath a pile of boards.

"Dean!" I yelled to him as I shoved some of the boards aside. "Over here!"

"How is she still alive?" I could hear my own confusion reflected in the question. I'd been thinking it myself so I wasn't surprised to hear him voice it.

Finally freeing her from beneath the boards I checked for injuries and inhaled sharply at the sight of the shard of broken glass sticking out of her side.

"She's losing a lot of blood Dean. Help me get her into the car". I ripped off a piece of my shirt to press against the wound as gently as I could.

I didn't want to risk doing any more damage by taking the glass out. The blood had soaked through the shirt almost instantly.

"We've got to get her to Bobby's fast!" I said settling her in the back seat and then climbing in beside her.

I could tell by the grim resignation on Dean's face he didn't think she'd make it that long.

Lexi's POV

I could hear noises but they were far away.

I tried to claw my way up through the heavy blackness but it was no use.

I didn't have the strength. My body felt heavy and disproportioned like it had been blown into a million pieces and then put back together but wrong somehow.

And there was pain sharp and throbbing in my right side.

How did I get here? Where was here?

Then I heard them, two male voices and they were getting closer. Everything came rushing back. The motel room, the demons, and the fight and then…what? I couldn't remember it was blank.

Like someone had ripped the last page from a book- there was nothing just more blackness.

Had I blacked out again? Like in Baltimore? My inner turmoil was cut off when the door opened.

No! I struggled a to wake up, to fight, to do something anything but the only thing that happened was a weak moan escaping my throat.

I'm stronger than this! I'm better than this!

A hand clasped my wrist gentle but firm. "Calm down, your safe. The demons are gone..." the voice was strangely soothing and did calm me somehow. There was a sharp prick in my shoulder and another voice older than the first muttered "How the hell is she burning this off so fast? I gave her enough morphine to drop a horse!"

Morphine? Why would I need—

That the last coherent thought I had before the darkness took me again.