I am with Sam and Dean in my drugged-up dream. We are sitting on the Impala watching the stars. The stars look so close that we could touch them and shine so bright. I then see Alphonse stealing a star. And then he steals another one. And another one. He doesn't stop until it's dark.

  I wake up, tied to some chair. Sam is already awake. "Well, hello beautiful." A masked man stands at eye level with me. "I like your outfit. Did you pick those shorts out just for me?" He looks at me with sinister eyes. "If you touch her, I'll kill you," Sam says clenching his jaw.

  "Oh, you mean like this?" He touches my thigh.

"Don't touch me, you pig!" I shout at him.

"Your job here is done. You're dismissed." Baphomet makes an entrance. She's wearing a red dress and glowing green eyes. With a snap of her fingers, she disintegrates the man.
"I am sorry, Elizabeth. Men can be such jerks." She glares at Sam who is sitting next to me. Then, she looks to me with kind eyes.
"Hi, Sam. I'm Baphomet. I'd shake your hand but, well, I can't." She kneels down to my eye level.
"I've decided I'm tired of waiting. And frankly, so has Alphonse." She taps my nose lightly.
"What do you mean?" I don't know why she'd mention Alphonse.
"Have you ever wondered?" She stands up.
"How do you think so many monsters, and humans for that matter, got into the bunker without setting off alarms?" She sings her question while pacing back in forth.
"Now, let's talk business. I heard you have my skull. How ever did you acquire that?"
"None. Of. Your. Business."
"Ah, but it is. Alphonse has been giving me updates. Here's what's going to happen. I kill Sam unless you give me your powers."
"Not going to happen." I immediately disagree.
"Oh really?" She stabs him in the thigh and he shouts in pain.
"Don't hurt him!" I shout.
"You know, you need me. You want me. I'm stronger than you and you know it." I break free of the ropes.
"Doesn't matter. I can only be killed by burning my bones. Good luck finding them." I begin untying Sam.
"I'll find them." Sam stands up.
"Well, I won't make it easy. Neither will Alphonse." She disappears. A few men appear in the room.
"We don't want any trouble," Sam pushes me behind him to protect me.
"No, we don't." The men charge at us, getting into a fist fight with Sam. I knee one of them in the stomach before he throws me to the ground.
"Too easy." He stands over me.
I stand up and he lets me.
"Come on, kid. Show me what you have."
I swing at him and he is barely phased. I decide that I'm going to get my ass kicked yet again. This whole hunter thing isn't fun.
  "Stop it!" I see a couple men beating on Sam. I feel this rage and the men disappear in a green fire. They burn up, screaming. I feel weak now.
  "Come on, let's go." Sam grabs me by the arm and makes me stay behind him as he leads us out.
  "30 missed calls from Dean. Great." Sam calls Dean back.
  3 weeks. 3 weeks until I kill off every hunter than I can. I'll kill hunters, Sarah, Sam and Dean.
Baphomet whispers in my ear.
"Sam, I don't feel well." I step away from him while he calls Dean. I vomit and tell him I think I have a concussion.
  "Dean is on his way."
  Oh. His leg.
  "Sam, your leg!" There is blood soaking through his jeans.
  "Dean is on his way," he repeats it before collapsing. He's losing a lot of blood.
  "Sam! Sam?" I join him on the ground. I rip off part of my shirt and tie it tight around his leg. I grab his phone and call Dean.
  He answers on the first ring. "Dean, we need to take Sam to the hospital. He's losing a lot of blood."
  "I'm two minutes away." He hangs up the phone. I shake Sam to try to wake him up and then he flies into the cabin we were just in. This green burst of energy surges through him and I run to him. He wakes up and his blood stops soaking the makeshift tourniquet I made for him.
  Dean pulls up, the Impala coming to a swift halt. Dean jumps out of the car. I feel the wind blowing my shirt up. I remember I'm practically naked now with my shorts and half a shirt.
  "He's okay. It's okay." Sam joins us.
  "Let's go. Come on." Dean puts his hand on my back and pushes me to the Impala. On the way back, I catch Dean up on what's happening.
  "She told me she'd kill you both. She told me she'd kill me. She said she'd kill hunters. I'm scared, Dean."
  "Listen. Whatever comes our way, whatever comes your way, we'll handle it. Alright? We'll protect you. I never liked Alphonse anyway."