It had been worth a try, but Dean knew as soon as Sam heard the word 'surgery', he wasn't going to be game for an escape. She sighed and sank back into the mattress, curling up on her side and holding her hands to her chest. They ached. Hell, her whole body ached, but she didn't want another hit of those painkillers yet. Wasn't ready to be knocked out again.

"You gonna at least sneak me in some contraband? I'm starving and hospital food sucks..."