A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading this! It means so much to know people actually enjoy the work I've done lol Also, this is still in Jen's P.O.V.. Hope you enjoy it, and please R&R! : )

We waited till it got dark before we left for the woods. I put on my black leather jacket, and slid the machete into a sheath the brothers had let me borrow. Dean called for Cas to come help us in case we needed back up, causing me to nearly have a heart attack from his sudden appearance. I honestly don't know how the Winchesters have gotten used to it, but I suppose it comes with having an angel as a friend. Sam glanced at the map one last time, and we were off.

Dean and Sam took the front, while Cas and I provided protection for the back.

"You ever had any problems with these guys before?" Dean asked, referring to the vampires.

I shook my head, "No, so I don't see why they're making a commotion now."

But I did know. I hid myself away in that cabin so much, that no hunter or monster could pick up on my scent. When the Winchesters came around, the vampires must of picked up on their scent, and decided to get rowdy. I didn't dare say anything about it, but being around Cas felt as though all my secrets were revealed. I shook the strange feeling off, and focused on killing these blood sucking freaks.

After looking at the map earlier, Sam had finally found a part of the woods that the vampires could be hiding out at. It was a couple miles north of my cabin, and when we got there, we found and old barn. It obviously was abandoned, before the gang of vamps found it.

"You and Cas go see if you can find an entrance on the left side. Sam and I will take the right." Dean whispered to us, and we all nodded in understandment.

As soon as we got a good distance away from the brothers, I felt Cas' hand on my shoulder.

"How long have you been down here?" He asked in a quiet, yet urgent tone.

What?" I said, surprised by his panicked expression.

"Why did you banish yourself?" He kept questioning.

"Banish myself? What are you talking about?"

My mind was racing, by now. Did he know I was a Wiccan? And what did he mean when he said I banished myself?

"Jen! Cas! Could use your help in here!" Dean yelled from inside the barn.

"Crap." I muttered before I decided to just go through the door at the front of the barn.

Running into the barn was probably the worst plan I had ever come up with. I should've found another entrance, or even had Cas teleport us there, but no. As soon as we stepped foot in there, we were immediately attacked by half the gang of vampires. The other half had Sam and Dean distracted. Before I could even pull my machete out, I could feel myself being picked up, and thrown into one of the barn walls. Pain shot through my back as I fell to the ground. I tried to get back up, but I was suddenly picked up, and pinned against the wall. I let out a sharp cry, and I could hear Dean yell my name. My eyes quickly took in my attacker, and to me, he looked like the leader of this gang.

"Well, well, well." He said turning to the rest of his gang, catching the guys attention as well. "I think she's too weak to be one of us. So why don't we have a little fun?"

I tried to be strong, but I was terrified. The leader looked back at me, smirking. He suddenly started to squeeze my neck with his hands, and I felt myself struggling to breathe. My lungs burned, and every bone in my body felt like it was being crushed. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Winchesters and Cas trying their best to fight off the rest of the gang.

"Jen! Close your eyes!" I heard Dean yell.

With the last amount of energy I had, I tried my best to shut my eyes, and turn my head away.

"Gah!" I heard the leader yell, before he was quickly executed.

I felt something splatter on my face, as I fell to the ground for the second time. I coughed and wheezed trying to get oxygen back in my lungs.

"Jen, are you okay?!" Dean asked running over to me.

All I could do was nod, as I noticed the other vampires were dead as well. They must've done it while I was choking to death.

"How did you do it?" I finally forced out of my sore throat.

"You must not have seen it. While the leader was distracted, we took out the rest of his gang." Sam explained while walking over to me as well. "Once they were gone, Dean came up behind the leader and...well you get the point."

I shook my head in disbelief. Did all that really happen in that short amount of time? Or was I too distracted on almost dying?

"We need to get you back to the cabin." Dean said helping me up.

"Dean, what if there's more?" Sam asked looking concerned, probably because of the state I was in.

"You're right." Dean agreed before turning to me. "How bout you pack a few things, and come back to the motel with us? One of us could sleep on the couch, so you can take one of the beds."

I immediately wanted to say yes, but I knew for my sake I couldn't.

"I'm okay, really."

"Sam and Dean are correct, Jennifer. You are in no shape to be on your own." Cas interrupted.

"I-".

"No buts Jen. We'll take you back to the cabin so you can grab some things, and then we'll head back to the motel." Dean insisted.

I couldn't keep arguing over it, or else I'd look suspicious. "Alright." I finally agreed.

I decided I'd pack an extra flannel shirt, my gun, dagger, and I slipped on a locket that had a picture of Bobby standing beside me in it. I remember him giving it to me on my 13th birthday, and I've worn it everyday since, unless I'm on a hunt. To my delight (not), my breathing still wasn't back to normal yet. I also had to spend about five minutes wiping the blood off my face from earlier. The boys had gone to put up the weapons back in Baby's trunk, and Cas had gone who knows where. I still didn't know how I felt about him yet, and whatever he pulled earlier, wasn't helping his case.

"You almost ready?" I heard Dean call from outside.

"Yeah, be right there!" I yelled back. Or as loud as my voice would let me, anyway.

I took a look at the old cabin and swung my bag that held my items over my shoulder. I put on a smile, and swung open the door.

"Okay, I'm-"

And that's all I remember saying, before feeling two fingers on my forehead. I felt my body go limp, and everything went dark.