"I managed to make it out unscathed. Almost got my head taken off by some guy built like a fuckin' linebacker on PCP, but I'm faster." She said with a shrug, nearly tripping when Dean pulled her into the burrow.

She recovered quickly, though, and took off the backpack, setting it between them and opening it up slowly. "Lucky for you, I'm willin' to share." She smirked and started pulling things out.

Netting, a fire-starting kit, a desalination kit, a foil package of tuna, and a package of wheat crackers.

"Huh. Gotta say I'm kinda disappointed. I was hoping for at least a water bottle. Or some rope. Maybe an extra coat," because she was already getting cold and it was hardly sunset. Not that she'd admit it.