*3rd Person POV*

Bad Moon Rising was playing on the radio of the Impala as the demon-possessed-truck-driver steps out of his truck and walks over to the car. John, Dean and (y/n) were unconscious but Sam, on the other hand, swallows as he starts to wake up. The demon pulls the driver's side door off its hinges to reveal Sam pointing the colt at him.

"Back. Or I'll kill you, I swear to God." Sam threatens. "You won't. You're saving that bullet for someone else." The demon said and Sam cocks the gun. "You wanna bet?" Sam asked in a threatening tone. The demon smiles and then the black demon-cloud pours out of the man, who collapses. Sam uncocks the gun, drops his head back in relief.

"Oh my God!" The man said, in a panic, as he looks at the scene before him. "Dad?" Sam said but he looks over to see John was not moving.

"Did I do this?" The man asked. "Dad! Dean? (Y/n)? Guys!?" Sam shouts, frantically.

As the sun rises, a rescue helicopter descends to the site, and all four people were loaded onto stretchers. John, Dean and (y/n) are still unconscious, but Sam was awake. "Tell me if they're okay!" Sam shouts at the paramedic as he looks over at the three people he cares about the most being loaded up into the ambulances.

"You have to stay still!" The female paramedic instructs him. "Are they even alive?" He asked but they don't respond as they load him up and take him and the others to the hospital.

Meanwhile, in one of the ambulances, (y/n) starts to open her eyes but her vision was so blurry she couldn't tell where she was but she could see a figure of a person. "D...D...De..Dea.." she mutters, groggily, as she starts to move then one of the paramedics turns to her. "Miss, you need to stay still." The paramedic said.

"Wh-What...happened?" (Y/n) asked, weakly, her head feeling foggy. "You were in a car accident..." the paramedic said and this makes (y/n)'s eyes open wider and her mind clearer.

"What?! T-The men I w-was with...a-are they okay?" She asked, in a panic. "Ma'am, you need to calm down." The paramedic said and (y/n) leans her head back and tears started to pour out of her eyes.

Dean, wearing a white t-shirt and blue hospital pants, sits up in a panic then works his jaw and gets out of bed and goes into the hallway. "Sam? (Y/n)? Dad? Anybody?" He calls out. Then he goes down the stairs to the front of the hospital and finds a nurse's station. "Excuse me. Hi. I, uh, I think I was in a car accident, my dad, my brother and my friend, I just need to find them." Dean said to her but she was unresponsive

"Hello?" He said then he snaps his fingers but she acts like he's not there. He goes back upstairs, panicked, and sees his own body on the bed, intubated and dying. He stares at it in shock then he turns around to see Sam and (y/n) enter the room. The two stop at the door and stare at Dean's body, breathing heavily. Both of them looked battered and bruised, but other than they were fine and walking.

"Sammy! (Y/n)! You guys look good. Considering." Dean said, relieved. "Oh, no." Sam whispers as he stares at Dean's body and (y/n) begins to sob. "Man, tell me you guys can hear me." Dean pleads but the two don't respond to him. "How's dad? Is he okay?" Dean asked but no response, once again.

"Come on, you two are the psychics. Give me some ghost whispering or something!" Dean said just as the Doctor comes into the room

"Your father is awake. You can go see him if you like." The doctor said to Sam. "Thank God." Dean said, relieved. "Doc, what about my brother?" Sam asked the Doctor. "Well, he sustained serious injury: blood loss, contusions to his liver and kidney. But it's the head trauma I'm worried about. There's early signs of cerebral edema." The doctor explained.

"Well, what can we do?" (Y/n) asked him. "Well, we won't know his full condition until he wakes up. If he wakes up." said the doctor.

"If?" Sam and (y/n) asked, raising their eyebrow.

"I have to be honest —" The doctor started to say while Dean shouts. "Oh, screw you, Doc, I'm waking up." He yells. "Most people with this degree of injury wouldn't have survived this long. He's fighting very hard. But you need to have realistic expectations." The doctor explains to the two.

"Come on, guys. Go find some hoodoo priest to lay some mojo on me. Guys?" Dean pleads as Sam and (y/n) stare at Dean for a moment then they leave the room.

John was lying in a hospital bed, his arm in a sling. Awkwardly one-handed, he pulls a card out of his wallet. "Here. Give them my insurance." John said as Sam takes the card, smiling as he reads it. "Elroy McGillicutty?" Sam said. "And his two loving sons." John said then he looks over at (y/n). "What about you, (y/n)? You covered?" He asked and she nods as she pulls out an insurance card. "Yes, sir." She said then she puts away the card.

"So, what else did the doctor say about Dean?" John asked. "Nothing. Look. The doctors won't do anything, then we'll have to, that's all. I don't know, (y/n) and I'll find some hoodoo priest and lay some mojo on him." Sam said to John, who looks at him in disbelief.

"We'll look for someone." John said. "Yeah." Sam and (y/n) said. "But kids, I don't know if we're gonna find anyone." John said.
"Why not? I found that faith healer before." Sam said to him. "All right, that was, that was one in a million." John said and (y/n) sighs at this.

"So what? Do we just sit here with our thumbs up our ass?" She asked him, annoyed. "No, I said we'd look. All right? I'll check under every stone." John said then he let's out a sigh then looks up at the two.

"Where's the Colt?" He asked. Sam and (y/n) give him a look of shocked disbelief. "Your son is dying, and you're worried about the Colt?" (Y/n) asked him, angrily. "We're hunting this demon, and maybe it's hunting us too. That gun may be our only card." John said to her, angrily, and Sam sighs. "It's in the trunk. They dragged the car to a yard off of I-83." He said.

"All right. You've gotta clean out that trunk before some junk man sees what's inside." John said to them. "We already called Bobby. He's like an hour out, he's gonna tow the Impala back to his place." (Y/n) said. "All right. You two go meet up with Bobby. Both of you get that Colt, and bring it back to me. And watch out for hospital security." John said and the two young adults nod.

"I think we've got it covered." Sam said and they get up and start to leave, but John said. "Hey. Here." They turn and see him pulling out a piece of paper. "I made a list of things I need, have Bobby pick them up for me." He said as Sam takes the paper and reads it.

"Acacia? Oil of Abramelin? What's this stuff for?" He asked his dad. "Protection." John replied. "Hey, Dad? You know, the demon, he said he had plans for me, (y/n) and children like us. Do you have any idea what he meant by that?" Sam asked him. "No, I don't." John replied. (Y/n) raises an eyebrow at him but her and Sam leave, shutting the door.

Dean, who had been leaning behind the door, stares at his dad in suspicion. "Well, you sure know something." He said as John was looking down, in somewhat despair.

At Bobby's place, Sam and (y/n) look down at the mangled Impala, Bobby standing near them. "Oh man, Dean is gonna be pissed." Sam said. "If his head doesn't explode first." (Y/n) jokes and Sam let's out a playful scoff as he shakes his head.

"Look, kids. This...this just ain't worth a tow. I say we empty the trunk, sell the rest for scrap." Bobby said but Sam shakes his head. "No. Dean would kill me if we did that. When he gets better he's gonna want to fix this." Sam said and Bobby looks at the car. "There's nothing to fix. The frame's a pretzel, and the engine's ruined. There's barely any parts worth salvaging." Bobby said.

"Listen to me, Bobby. If there's only one working part, that's enough. We're not just going to give up on..." Sam said to him but he stops as he swallows and (y/n) places a hand on his shoulder. "Okay. You got it." Bobby said to Sam, quietly.

"Oh...Here, uh, John asked for you to get this stuff for him." (Y/n) said as she hands the paper, which Sam gave to her so she could look it over, to Bobby. He looks at it, frowning.

"What's John want with this?" He asked. "Protection from the demon?" Sam said, shrugging, but Bobby gives the two a look.

"What?" Sam and (y/n) asked.

"Oh, nothing, it's just, uh..." Bobby stammers but (y/n) walks up to him.

"Bobby? What's going on?" She asked him, firmly.

Back at the hospital, John was sitting by Dean's bed; while Dean's spirit was standing nearby. "Come on, Dad. You've gotta help me. I've gotta get better, I've gotta get back in there. I mean, you haven't called a soul for help. You haven't even tried. Aren't you going to do anything? Aren't you even going to say anything?" Dean asked, angrily, as he starts walking around the bed. "I've done everything you have ever asked me. Everything. I have given everything I've ever had. And you're just going to sit there and you're going to watch me die? I mean, what the hell kind of father are you?" He asked, angrily.

But he pauses once he heard something. "What is that?" Dean said and he goes into the hallway just as a spirit whooshes past him. He jumps back then turns to John. "I take it you didn't see that." He said before he stalks the spirit down the hallways.

He sees it go into a back hallway where a woman is lying on the floor, choking. "Help! Help!" The woman pleads and Dean Dean around. "Hey! I need some help in here!" He shouts but no one responds. "I can't...breathe!" She pants loudly, trying desperately to breathe, then goes silent. Dean leans over her then looks around, helplessly.

Sam and (y/n) stalk into the room with a duffel bag in Sam's hand; Dean meets them at the door and starts trying to talk to them. "Sammy! (Y/n)! Tell me you guys can friggin' hear me, man, there's something in the hospital. Now, you two have got to bring me back and we've got to hunt this thing. Sam! (Y/n)!" He shouts but they don't say anything.

"You two are quiet." John said. Sam and (y/n) turn, both of them fuming, and Sam hurls the bag onto the bed with a crash. "Did you think we wouldn't find out?" Sam asked, through clenched teeth.

"What are you talking about?" John asked. "That stuff from Bobby, you don't use it to ward off a demon, you use it to summon one." (Y/n) said, firmly, and John looks between the two. "You're planning on bringing the demon here, aren't you? Having some stupid macho showdown?!" Sam asked him, angrily.

"I have a plan, guys." John said. "That's exactly my point! Dean is dying, and you have a plan! You know what, you care more about killing this demon than you do saving your own son!" Sam shouts at John.

"No, no, no, guys, don't do this!" Dean said over Sam shouting at John. "Do not tell me how I feel! I am doing this for Dean." John shouts. "How? How is revenge going to help him?" (Y/n) asked, angrily. "You're not thinking about anybody but yourself, it's the same selfish obsession!" Sam spat.
"Come on guys, don't do this!" Dean said to them.

"You know, it's funny, I thought it was your obsession too! This demon killed your mother, killed your girlfriend. And (y/n), it told you it killed both of your parents. And you, Sam, begged me to be part of this hunt. Now if you'd killed that damn thing when you had the chance, none of this would have happened." John yells. "It was possessing you, Dad, I would have killed you too." Sam argues.

"Yeah, and your brother would be awake right now." John growls and Sam looks at him, shocked but also angry. "Don't you dare put that on him!" (Y/n) growled at John.

"Shut up, all of you!" Dean shouts.

"Go to hell." Sam spat at his dad. "I should have never taken you along in the first place. I knew it was a mistake, I knew I was wrong —" John said, angrily.

"I said SHUT UP!" Dean screams as he smacks a glass of water off the table and it goes flying, crashing to the floor. Sam, (y/n) and John look at each other, confused, while Dean looks stunned. 

"Dude, I full-on Swayze'd that mother." Dean said but then he crumples in pain, flickering.

Nurses and doctors start running by in the hallway. "What is it?" Dean asked as the three look out the door. "Something's going on out there." John said then he jerks his head to the two and they run out of the room.

Monitors were beeping as a doctor and some nurses were surrounding Dean, resuscitating him. "All clear." The doctor said while Sam and (y/n) enter the room. "No." Sam whispers in tears. "Dean, no." (Y/n) cries, softly, as she puts her hands over her mouth while the tears pour down her cheeks.

"Still no pulse." The nurse said. "Okay, let's go again, 360." The doctor said. "Charging." The nurse said as they charge the machine. Dean comes up slowly behind Sam and (y/n) just as she clings onto Sam, who holds her to his side.

Dean sees a ghostly figure floating over his body lying in the bed. "You get the hell away from me." Dean yells as he runs to the bed and faces the thing down, yelling. "I said get back!" He shouts while (y/n) blinks and looks around, confused, as if she's heard something. She looks up at Sam, who didn't seemed to notice.

Dean grabs for the spirit; he latches on momentarily before it hurls him back and then soars out of the room. The monitors then go slow and quiet. "We have a pulse. We're back into sinus rhythm." The nurse said as Sam sighs in relief and (y/n) let's out a small sigh and hiccups. The two hug each other for a few more minutes as Dean runs into the hallway, looking for the spirit but it had vanished.

Sam and (y/n) pull out of the embrace and walk into the hallway as Dean comes back and stands by them. "Don't worry, guys. I'm not going anywhere. I'm getting that thing before it gets me. It's some kind of spirit, but I could grab it. And if I can grab it, I can kill it." Dean said while (y/n) and Sam look around to where Dean was, confused.

The two couldn't explain it but it was almost like they felt a familiar presence around them. "You felt that, right?" (Y/n) asked Sam. He nods and they start to make they're way to John's room.

Dean wanders the halls, then hears a girl yelling. "Can't you see me? Why won't you look at me?" The girl's voice asked in a panic. "Now what?" Dean asked himself as he goes towards the front and see the girl running around the lobby of the hospital.

"Somebody talk to me! Say something, please!" She pleads. "Can you see me?" Dean asked her and she looks up at him. "Yeah." She said as he walks up to her. "All right, just, uh, calm down. What's your name?" He asked her.

"Tessa." She replied. "Okay, good, Tessa, I'm Dean." He introduced. "What's happening to me? Am - am I dead?" She asked him, scared. "That sort of depends." Dean said.

Dean and Tessa stand outside a room, watching what is apparently Tessa's body, hooked up to tubes and machines. A woman sits by the bed, holding her hand. "I don't understand. I just came in for an appendectomy." She said, confused. "Well, I hate to bear bad news, but I think there were some complications." Dean said.

"It's just a dream, that's all. It's just a very weird, unbelievably vivid dream." Tessa whispered, frantically. "Tessa. It's not a dream." Dean said to her. "Then what else could it be?" She asked him.

"You ever heard of an out of body experience?" Dean asked her. "What are you, some new agey guy?" She asked him. "You see me messing with crystals or listening to Yanni? It's actually a very old idea. Got a lot of different names: Bilocation, crisis apparition, fetches...I think it's happening to us. And if it is, it means that we're spirits of people close to death." Dean replied to her.

"So we're going to die?" She asked. "No. Not if we hold on. Our bodies can get better, we can snap right back in there and wake up." He said to her.

"What do you mean, you felt something?" John asked Sam and (y/n). "I mean it felt like, like Dean. Like he was there, just out of eyeshot or something." (Y/n) said as she shrugs. "We don't know if it's our psychic thing or what, it...But do you think it's even possible? I mean, do you think his spirit could be around?" Sam asked John. "Anything's possible." John said.

"Well, there's one way to find out." Sam said and he starts to walk out of the room. "Where are you going?" John asked him. "I gotta pick something up. I'll be back." Sam said. "You want me to come with you?" (Y/n) asked him. "No, it's okay. But if you can...watch over Dean." Sam said and she nods at him.

"Wait, Sam." John said and Sam turns to him. "I promise I won't hunt this demon. Not until we know Dean's okay." John said. Sam nods and leaves just as (y/n) looks over at John and the two share a look, a silent conversation between them, before she walks out of the room.

"I gotta say, I'm impressed." Dean said to Tessa as the two walk down the hallway. "With what?" Tessa asked. "With you. Most people in your spot would be jello right now, but uh, you're taking this pretty well. Maybe a little better than me." Dean pointed out. "Don't get me wrong. I was pretty freaked at first. But now, I don't know. Maybe I'm dealing." She said.

"So you're okay with dying?" He asked her. "No, of course not. I just think, whatever's gonna happen's gonna happen. It's out of my control, it's fate." Tessa replied. "Huh. Well, that's crap. You always have a choice. You can either roll over and die or you can keep fighting, no matter what —" Dean said just as the PA system started to play out.

"Room 237, code blue. Dr. Kripke to room 237, code blue." The voice said and Dean begins to run. "Where are you going?" Tessa asked him. "Just wait here." Dean said and he runs down the hallway to another room in crisis. The same spirit is hovering over a little girl, who is being resuscitated. It reaches a hand into her face. 

"Get away from her!" He shouts and he lunges at the spirit, which vanishes. The nurses stop resuscitation once the machin let's out a long beep. "All right, let's call it." One of the nurses said. "Time of death, five eleven p.m." the doctor noted and they all look down at the little girl.

"At least she's not suffering anymore." The nurse said in a sad tone while Dean stared at this, stunned that he failed.