Dean had a feeling that something bad would happen, he just knew it. Cas could feel it too and Dean was inclined to believe the intuition of a fallen angel who had remained fallen to be with his human. Despite hearing from his sister who was now passing through Palo Alto, Dean had a horrible feeling that she wouldn't arrive home safely. He'd still gone to the studio to record his new album and was now having serious pitching problems. Normally Dean loved being in the studio, it was an escape for him, just another world away from his real hectic world. This album he was to be recording was one about family, it was one dedicated to his family. He'd recorded a grand total of one song and was listening to the play back when his cell blared out the generic ringtone and his panic rose. This was it, this had to be it and he wasn't any more prepared for it.

"He..Hello?" Dean stuttered out of fear, that was the only time he couldn't speak. He was used to these calls, but with John on the mend, there was no way it was his father who needed him and that only left the one person he could think of. He was ready to hope that it was a prank.

"Is Dean Winchester available?" A gentle female voice asked. The voiced sounded young, but there was a sense of being older beyond her years and that was what made him realized this was no joke.

"That's me." Dean replied automatically as his brain fired ahead coming up with scenarios. Kate's had an accident, something's gone wrong with her latest surgery, Sam's been hurt somehow. It was just a matter of which scenario would be the outcome of the next person to speak.

"I'm calling from the Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center where we have Katherine Winchester currently conscious and she's named you as her next of kin." The voice explained.

"What's happened to my sister?" Dean panicked.

"There was a collision involving a car and your sister's bike. She's in the ICU at the moment…" She never got chance to say any more that as she was cut off by a worried big brother.

"I'm on my way, just have someone meet me to give me the details when I arrive and for the love of all things holy, keep her alive." He was worried as he spoke; it was possible to hear it in his voice. He hung up turning to his producer, his throat closing up as he held back his tears. He had to be strong for everyone and he couldn't break.

I gotta go. I can't do this today, not after that call." He wasn't making much sense and it didn't help that he felt like he'd let down his manager and his fans, but he knew that some things were more important than music and recording a new album."

"Dean, you have to complete the recording session." The producer instructed him, not knowing what had just happened. It was just money to the studio, money that Dean could afford to waste if it meant he could be with his sister while she was alive.

"Fuck the session and fuck the lot of you. My sister's been in an accident and someone has to go and be strong for my family. A twelve year old could lose her mother so fuck this album. It can fucking wait!" Dean snapped, picking up his jacket and walked out of the studio leaving the occupants stunned. That was the last thing he remembered before running into the hospital, the adrenaline always short circuited his memory banks. He didn't remember ringing Cas to arrange picking up Joey, Anthony and Joanna from their schools. He didn't remember ringing Gabriel to get his ass to the hospital. He didn't remember ringing Sam to bring John to the hospital. He was greeted by a young nurse with red hair, she looked too young to be in the hospital and he found himself wondering how old she was.

"Mr. Winchester?" She questioned upon seeing him walk through the door, she knew who he was of course, almost everyone in America did, but she remained professional.

"Yeah. What sate's my sister in? What the hell happened?" He questioned his panic and worry audible in his normally strong voice. The nurse looked at Dean and seeing his eyes, she found he was the sort of guy who might appreciate the facts as the seemed before she began to put her own opinions into the mix. There was something not quite right with the story of what happened and the evidence, but something told her that the story was the one to look at and to ignore the evidence.

"It looks serious, she has her left leg broken in three places from the bike falling on top of her and pinning her in place. She was lucky that she had been wearing biking leathers, since they left her with minor road rash. Her helmet ensured she got away with a mild concussion and she has a few facial bruising and lacerations also to her face. She has five broken ribs on her right side, two cracked ribs on her left side. As you can imagine she's in a lot of pain and has been given morphine for the pain. She's lucky to be alive and she's avoided the need for plastic surgery. There's no alcohol in her blood and we're just waiting for a tox screen to rule out drugs." She rattled through the facts before they got to stand outside the doors to the unit.

"Katie does not do drugs! She has to be forced to take prescription drugs never mind taking recreational drugs. I know my baby sister and she wouldn't ever touch drugs." Dean snapped, perhaps unfairly. For a fraction of a second the nurse wondered if she'd made a mistake in telling him all the facts, but no she hadn't something told her that he would appreciate it once he calmed down. She let him rant, knowing it would be better for him if he got it out of his system, now, than while he was with Kate. Despite being in so much pain, she had been joking with the nurses and doctors, in fact she had t be the most upbeat road traffic accident patient they'd ever had come through the ER and the ICU put together. When she was quite sure he wouldn't flip out again, she felt she could speak.

"Mr. Winchester, please remain calm, your sister will need you to be calm." She soothed him and although it did annoy him a little, he saw the sense in what she was saying. Despite the anger in his next few words, he was calm and composed and that to most people would be worse than him shouting and screaming, but not this odd little nurse.

"Could you remain calm if people were saying falsehoods about someone close to you? No you damn well couldn't. There is no way this incident was an accident and I'm sorry Nurse Milton, but I can't listen to these accusations against her." Dean shook his head, someone was trying to kill his family and had succeded on two occasions, they'd already killed his mom and then his sister-in-law, they'd almost killed his brother and now this. He wanted to know who was trying to off the Winchester's one by one. There had to be a reason behind it, there was something he didn't know about his family, some deep dark secret that would eventually kill them all.

"Call me Anna. Honey, I just gave you the facts, but personally I agree with you, there was no way this was an accident. I believe my intuition over anything and it's never been one once. I've followed the careers of you and your sister in the press and you're both pretty damn clean. I find it hard to believe that she was drinking or taking anything that would inhibit her ability to drive her bike. It's protocol to do these tests even if we believe we have an idea about the results." She smiled gently as she spoke, it was strange the calm that befell Dean when this odd, intriguing red headed placed her hand on his arm. He had felt a surge of power that he had only ever felt in the presence of Cas or Gabriel and that made him realize something about this young woman, whether she knew it or not she was an angel. She didn't have her grace or all of it, but she had the lingering presence of her former grace. Nurse Anna Milton was an angel and it made him feel that his sister was in the hands of someone who could take care of her and wouldn't let her die or let her down. Ever since the moment she laid her hand on this handsome man's forearm she knew he was safe, he was the soulmate of an angel and that meant that he wasn't to be hurt by anything other than a human since humans were the only things that angels had no way to control or stop without interfering, but the humans still had free will.

"You really believe that she's innocent Anna?" He asked hardly able to believe it.

"Yes. I have a strong feeling she is. Go see her Dean, she's been asking for you ever since she came round in the ER." Anna smiled opening the door to the unit, soon they'd have a private room for Kate, but until then she was on the ward. Dean thanked the nurse and entered the unit to find his sister awake and seemingly happy. She always did react weirdly to morphine, she always acted like she was high really.

"Deano!" She grinned seeing her big brother.