"Long, Long Way From Home"
Dean woke up to an annoying beeping sound. What was that? His head felt funny. He reached his hand up to touch it and he found a bandage there. Huh. What had happened to him?
"Dean?" Sam exclaimed, extremely excited that his brother had woken up. "Are you okay, can you hear me?"
Dean glared up at his annoying little brother, "There's nothing wrong with my ears, Sammy. Where am I?"
"In the hospital. Remember, we were fighting the demon and it threw you against the wall. You were knocked unconscious, but you're going to be alright."
Dean looked up at Sam, "Oh, yeah, I guess I do remember that now that you mention it. Did you get the demon?"
"Yup, I exorcised it and sent it back to hell."
"Is the girl still alive?"
Sam nodded, "Yes, she is, but she doesn't remember anything."
"She should be glad, most people remember everything that happened to them as the demon rode them."
"No, I mean, she doesn't remember anything. She has no idea who she is, where she is from, who her family is or anything about herself."
Dean raised his eyebrow, "Total amnesia?"
"The doctor said that she is suffering post traumatic stress disorder and has shut down her memory in order to prevent herself from remembering something tragic."
Dean nodded, "Okay, Dr. Phil, it sounds like a good idea to me. I wish I could forget all the terrible shit I've seen too."
Dean looked over to the other side of the room and spotted the girl they had been talking about, in a deep sleep in the other bed. She was a very beautiful girl; it was such a shame that a demon had taken over her body and done God only knows what with it. He felt sorry for her and he wasn't accustomed to feeling things like that, but there was something very sad about this girl.
"I hate this job."
Sam nodded, "Yeah, me too."
"We should try to find her family."
"She doesn't know who she is and neither do the doctors. How in the world can we find her family?"
Dean shrugged, "I don't know, but I bet they are missing her."
Sam nodded, looking over at her sadly.
"We should help her."
"Let's take her with us. Eventually we have to come across an area that is familiar to her and maybe it will spark her memory. And, if it really is just her mind blocking out a painful memory then who better to work through the pain with than people who have been through this all before?"
Sam looked at Dean like horns were growing from his temple. He had not expected Dean to be this compassionate about this girl. Maybe he had gotten hit a bit harder than he thought.