We all got into hunting some how

How do I get out of hell?

I fell asleep. I'm in hell again. The cuts are appearing. Deep, slow, painful, they sting and burn. With every breath it hurts more and more. I am strapped to a leather table. I try and grab to anything I can, but there's nothing there. I scream in pain. 

"Ahh, son of a...bitch!" I gasp as a knife is plunged deep into my thigh. Blood is flooding out of my leg, I am screaming. No one can hear me. It hurts, I can't breathe. 

~Dean's POV~ 

She fell asleep, she looks so cute when she slept. She snored, it was quiet but there. When I was looking at her she looked like she was in pain. 

"Katherine? Are you okay?" I moved over a little and tried to wake her up. Her body was limp, she was cold. The blanket was wet, I turned on the light. Blood. Shit. 

"Sam! Bobby! Help!" I called up to them. They came running down. 

"What?" Sam came over to us. He flicked on the light. He saw the blood. he ran into the kitchen to get the first Aid kit. Bobby pulled the blanket off, she was wearing shorts so we could get to the cut. But when we got the blanket off, there was nothing there. No cut just blood. Same thing that happened that happened before. 

"Cass, we need help. Get your ass down here!" I called out, he came right away. He ran over to us, he placed his hand on her leg but the blood kept coming. 

"She's in hell again, isn't she?" I asked Cas, I already knew the answer but I had to ask. 

"Yes." He looked at me. "I might be able to get into her head and pull her out." He said it calmly. We all looked at him. 

"Then go Cas!" Sam yelled. Cas placed a hand on her head and he was gone. In her head I guess. 

~Katherines POV~ 

They were cutting, deeper and deeper each time they went back. I was getting used to the pain, I wasn't screaming anymore but it still hurt like a bitch. I was sweating, my face red, I could barely breath. 

"That the best you can do you bitch?" I was mocking the guy. He was big, dirty, he had a beard. I picked my head up and I saw him. Cas. 

"What the hell?" I looked behind the guy torturing me. He looked, but I guess saw nothing. 

"What you looking at?" He leaned in close, his breath was horrid. 

"He can't see me. Only you can." Cas walked up to me calmly. The guy froze. Like time froze. Cas untied me, gave me his coat and we talked walked away. I was thinking about Dean, where was he? Was he asleep? I hope he didn't see any of this. Then I saw him. Sitting on the couch next to my body, blood all over me. He was holding a bandage over my leg, the worst of the wounds. 

"Dean" My voice was weak. I tried to reach for him. 

"He cannot see or hear you. We are in your head." Cas looked at me. "You though of Dean, and you were brought to him." 

"I don't understand, if the djinn can make me see whatever it wants then why can I see you and why are you helping me?" I took a half step back. 

"I am an angel. I over power the djinn. I found the source of the djinn's poison, I removed it." He stepped closer to me and hugged me. I was shocked. "You will be okay now, go back to your body. I will be there when you return." He stepped away and disappeared. 

I walked over to my body, I have no idea what I am doing so here we go. I shut my eyes, turned around and fell back. 

~Dean's POV~

She gasped. She was awake. 

"Katherine! Are you okay?" I helped her up from the couch. She started to cough. 

"I am okay. I-" She started to cough more. She held her hand up, it landed on my shoulder. She tried to stand up, when she did she collapsed back onto the couch. I looked over to Cas. 

"What's going on?" 

"It it okay. I removed the poison. She will be weak for about a day or so. The coughing is a side effect." She finally stopped coughing. 

"I don't feel so good." She threw up in the trash can next to the couch. 

"Oh. Are you okay?" I asked her leaning over to her. 

"Yeah I am just pea-" and she puked again. 

~Katherine's POV~ 

I fee like shit. My head hurts, I puke every ten minutes. Dean keeps trying to get me to eat but I can't keep anything down. I just got back into my body an hour ago. 

"Feeling like this isn't gonna work for me Cas. I need you to fix me." I puked right after I finished that sentence. 

"I'm sorry Katherine but this is a side effect of me removing the poison." He walked over to me with some water. 

"Uhhgggg" I rolled over on the couch. Since I can't hold myself up for long enough to walk up the stairs to get to my bedroom. I don't want to fall asleep, scared I'll be back in hell. I have full faith in Cas that he removed the poison, so I fall asleep. 

~My Dream~ 

I was in my childhood, playing with my dog Rocket. He was a golden lab and he was my best friend. We were playing in the yard when my mom called me for dinner. Lemon chicken with garlic potatoes. My favorite. Before I could take a bite I woke up. 

I threw up again. Lovey was at my feet, she came up with Bobby and Sam when they came. She's been staying at the house with them when I was gone. When I came back she hasn't left my side. I have to pee, but I can't walk by myself. Crap. 

"Dean!" He came running. It's cute he is so worried. "Whoa where's the fire?" I laugh a little. 

"You yelled. Is something wrong?" He walked over to me. 

"I have to pee. But I can't walk that far." I fiddle with my fingers. He saw me messing with them. 

"Hey, it's okay" He reassured me. I looked up at him. He walked over and put his arm under mine. He picked me up and we were off. It hurt to walk, but with Dean helping me it was easier. When we got to the bathroom, I could make it in from here.

"Okay. I got it from here. I'll call you when I need your help, okay?" He nodded and walked away. I walked in the bathroom, did my business, washed my hands and started to walk towards the door. Leaning on the counter the whole time I tried to walk without it. I was doing okay. I opened the door and looked around for Dean. He was no where in sight. I knew I could make it back to the couch by myself if I just try so here we go. 

It started off okay, I was walking slow but I was getting there. I was about 10 yard from the living room when I collapsed. I passed out.