You run out into the alley behind the bar without thinking, chasing a girl and a guy that the three of you had suspected to be a vampire that was turning young girls in the area. It was silent though. As if no one had been out this way for hours. A huge force collides with you, your face and right side scraping against the asphalt as you scream for help. Your blade was stuck between you and the ground, unable to reach it from the position the vampire was holding you in. You knew you were bleeding. You had to be from the stinging feeling all across your body. One drop of blood from the vamp onto any of your wounds and you'd be as good as dead. The weight on top of you lifts suddenly, and you vaguely hear banging and punching behind you. Your ears ring, head throbbing as you give up and just keep your eyes closed. Sam and Dean would find you. They had to.

"...be okay…open your pretty eyes f'me.."

You hear Sam's voice in and out, not really able to make out every word. God, you just wanted to go to sleep. Everything suddenly comes back into focus, your breath hitching as you twitch on the cold ground.

"Sam.."

Was that your voice? Why was it so hoarse?

"Hey, sweetheart, it's okay. It's me. I'm here. Nothings gonna hurt you, okay? Not while I'm around."

His words soothe you a bit, helping you relax.