Pain ran through her head, her shoulder already bruising from how it had slammed against the door. She didn't think she had broken anything, but then again, she could barely think at all. Demona had been in a crash once before, back in California, but it had barely done any damage to either vehicle. This time was far different, and for a brief moment, Demona wished she had died rather than be stuck in as much pain as she currently was. It was only a brief moment, though, and then the thought was gone -- along with her consciousness.

It happened four times before she heard his voice. Pain would wash over her, every muscle screaming loud enough to make her question if she was still alive, or if she had finally ended up in Hell. The third time, she was finally able to sit up, but she slumped against the window quickly after, unable to find the strength to sit up on her own. She could still feel the blood dripping down her face, but she couldn't even lift a hand to wipe it away, let alone open her eyes to assess the damage to her vehicle.

And then, she felt it: Eddie's touch. It was cold, but then again, he was always cold now. It was something she was growing used to, and it helped her realize that she was, in fact, still alive. After all, Hell was supposed to be burning hot. His voice echoed around her, but the woman was barely able to make out what it was he was saying. Her ears were still ringing, and by the time she realized he had pulled her off of the window, her head was half-dropping forward again, even with his hand against her jaw.

For the first time since the crash, though, she found the strength to hold herself up straight, wincing at the effort. A hand moved to rest against Eddie's arm, a strained attempt to tell him she was awake, but somewhere deep in her mind she knew that he had pieced that together already. It wasn't until she tried to open her eyes that she tried to speak, the world around her a blur save for the outline of Eddie's hair and the shine of his rings in the corner of her eye.

"I'm . . . I'm awake."