Three. *She said distracted. She knew if she lost too much blood the only donor that could help her was another X-5. Mentally assessing herself, her body.*
Dean, if I do lose too much blood, only donor I can get from is another X-5. So, please tell me it's not that bad?
*She touched her head and it came away bloody. Wiping said hand on her BDU's she tried to remain calm, focused. Kept the soldier in check.*
We gotta find Sam. Dean, I can;t lose Sam. *She sounds as fragile as she feels at the moment, then it all washes away and the cold hard soldier slides into place like an old, worn hat.*