Dean wanted to give a sigh of relief at the sight of the van but even such a thing as that was difficult for him to do. The daylight that shone on the group as they exited the trees and walked onto the dirt road was blinding too him, things felt as if they were in slow motion and for a moment he mistakes the two creatures 'guarding' the van for four instead. Dean hadn't turned around for what seemed like an hour and he wasn't sure if the other one that had come to his aid was still with them. The gunshots sounded miles away, he was relieved at the sight of the two creatures falling to the likes of their knights rifle.

By now Dean hadn't realized he was fully relying on the girl's support to move. He practically fell into the back of the van and it took a moment for him to sit upright. The luxury of sitting down felt like bliss, as the girl questioned who would be driving Dean didn't hesitate to lay his head back and close his eyes at an attempt for rest.