After a particularly difficult vampire hunt with the Winchesters, you went your separate ways. Despite the pain, you were able to hide the deep cut you sustained on your side until the boys left.

Now you're pulled over on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, using your phone's flashlight as you attempt to patch yourself up. The metal of your car is cool underneath you as you sit on the hood.

A deep voice rumbles beside you suddenly.

"Do you need help?"