I have magically transferred myself into a world where I own Supernatural… Oh, woops! It looks like it's time to wake up now, into a reality where the rights to Supernatural are still not mine.

I summon the powers of awesome to bring me more reviews! Special thanks to XKaterinaNightingaleX for reviews! Also, I'm not too sure about the medical talk. I'm not a doctor! I'll do my best to make it as accurate as possible. Send a review if there are any notable mistakes!

Lucy Kain was in surgery for a little over an hour. The Winchesters spent that hour anxiously pacing and twiddling their thumbs. Right before Lucy got out, Eleanor Kain woke up from her drunken coma in the Winchester's Impala. Dean glanced out the window and saw her stumbling out of the car.

"Uh oh," Dean said, coming to realize he had had a really bad day so far. "Mamma Kain just woke up, and she looks particularly unhappy." He said to Sam in a low voice.

"You go deal with her, I'll wait for results." San suggested.

"How come I have to deal with Psycho Mom?" Dean whined.

"It was just a suggestion! If you would rather stay here and deal with Dr. Authority, be my guest, and I'll deal with Eleanor!"

"Fine, I'll go. No need to get snippy." Dean retorted and backed away into the elevator. Sam sighed. His brother really was a piece of work.

"Eleanor," Dean Yelled to her as he made his way across the parking lot. She turned to him, startled.

"Who are you? What do you want?" She yelled at him, backing away slowly. Her hair was blown into her mouth and she had to very ungracefully pick it from her mouth.

"My name is Dean. What is the last thing you remember?" He asked, not wanting to give too much about himself away.

"Uh, I was at home and this girl came into my house. That's pretty much it. Now why are we at the hospital?"

"Mrs. Kain, you and your daughter were kidnapped, and your daughter got shot. We were there too. She's in surgery now." They began walking into the hospital. "Oh, and your daughter is not crazy. You two were just kidnapped by the same person that kidnapped her before. A stalker with an insane fixation. Now, I need you to tell me everything you know about her father,"

In the waiting room, Sam was confronted by a tall man in a white lab coat.

"Are you here for Lucy Kain?" He asked emotionlessly.

"Yes," Sam replied.

"What's your family relation?" He asked again.

"We're cousins. Now, please, tell me, how is she?" The doctor read over his clipboard.

"We got the bullet out in surgery. The blood loss was pretty severe, and the bullet tore through a couple of her small intestines. We stitched up her intestines to minimize internal bleeding, but we had to break a rib to get there, so there's that to look out for. Other than that the bullet tore through some unnecessary stomach fat. With time, she'll be fine. She just came out of surgery, and is sleeping, but you can go into her room now. She's room 317, recovery." And with that the doctor walked away. A few seconds later Dean came back into the waiting area with Eleanor.

"What's the word?" Dean asked.

"There's internal bleeding and a broken rib. She's in recovery; I was just on my way to her room. Are you guys coming too?" And they made their way down to Lucy.

"I've got some more crap to dump on you later. I got the scoop on Lucy's father." Dean whispered into his ear. This excited Sam. They turned into the room to see a very disheveling sight. Lucy was laying there on the hospital bed. She was paler than any of them had ever seen her. Her eyes had a purple rim and there was a blood IV hooked up to her arm. She was bone skinny. Sam had never realized just how skinny she was, until now, when it seemed every bone stuck out. It was almost sickening.

"My baby!" Mrs. Kain yelled and jumped to the side of her bed, clenching her hand, tears rolling down her face. She was sobbing so loudly that some of the nurses would come in to make sure everything was okay.

"This is just awesome," Dean complained. "We've got a sickly demon spawn and mother crying so loudly she could summon said demon parent." Sam just shook his head at his brother.

"Mom, shut up!" Said Lucy who had just woken up. That was enough to get Eleanor to stop sobbing over the child she had 'lost'.

"Lucy!" exclaimed Sam. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I got shot." She replied. "Only, with a bullet carrying the eternal flame of Hell."