There was a loud splintering of wood, and Castiel turned from the bodies of the children that were laying on the floor of the cabin. The children with the except of Andrew, were groaning softly and panting, beginning to sit up slowly. The angel stepped toward Oshea. "Dean is in trouble."
"What?" She said quickly. "Where is he? At the cabin?"
"Stay here and get the children to safety. I will assist him."
Oshea nodded, looking concerned as she began to usher the children from the cabin. Castiel vanished and reappeared outside of the old cabin. The walls of the cabin were shuddering and dropping pieces of wood and clumps of dust. The angel narrowed his eyes and stepped inside of the building, his brows lifting faintly as he saw Dean.
Dean was laying unconscious on the floor, blood starting to pool around him. He was covered in bruises, and there were deep scratches on his arms and a few on his face. There were a few dark red stains on his shirt and jeans from where the children had stabbed at him with skewers.
Castiel narrowed his eyes and scanned the children before going to Dean. He knelt down and pressed two fingers against Dean's forehead, sending him from the cabin and out onto the grass in front of it while he took care of the demons inside. Oshea rushed across the front lawn of the camp grounds after herding the children into the mess hall for safe keeping. When she saw Dean laying on the grass, she ran to him and curved a hand under Dean's neck. "Dean? DEAN! ELLA! SAM!"
Ella had just finished the last words of the exorcism and started to check on the children to make sure they were okay, when she heard her sister's cries in the distance. She jumped to her feet, quickly telling the children to stay put, and then she was out the cabin door. Sam had just finished himself and rushed out when he heard Oshea calling. His eyes widened when he saw Dean lying on the ground. "DEAN!" He dropped down to his knees beside his brother and shook his head.
"We have to get him to a hospital…"
Castiel stepped out from the cabin and moved to stand beside them. Sam looked up at him quickly. "Cas, you have to do something. Please!" The angel frowned slightly.
"I cannot heal him."
"Do something! Um… send us to the hospital!"
Castiel nodded. "That I can do."
"We'll come to the hospital in the Impala as soon as we finish up here," Oshea said with a nod, standing up with Ella. "Castiel, just remember to come and tell us which hospital you poof him to, okay?"
The angel nodded and pressed his hands against Sam and Dean's foreheads and the three of them vanished.
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Dean was laying in the hospital bed, unconscious. Neither Sam, Dean, or Oshea were allowed in his room until one of the doctors finally stepped out into the waiting room after what seemed like hours. He told them that they had finally stabilized him, and they could go see him. Sam stepped into the hospital room, frowning when he saw his brother laying unconscious beneath the pale hospital sheets. He ran a hand through his hair and moved over to him, pulling up a chair from beneath a small table and sitting it beside his brother's bed. Oshea sat down wearily on the small sofa. "Is he going to be okay?"
Sam did not look away from his brother. "Yes. He's going to be fine… he has to be."