Jennifer stumbled a little when John pulled her behind him. She quickly grabbed the gun he offered, and nodded. "Not going to shoot either of you," she said before stepping out from behind him. God, she hated the Wraith.
Aiming the gun, she started to shoot at one of the Wraith's chest. She knew it would take more than one bullet to kill it, especially if it had fed recently. She glanced over at Dean when he moved closer, being mindful not to hit either John or him with the backflash from the gun.
Finally, the Wraith she was shooting at fell to the gun, and she moved to aim at another one but lowered her gun when she saw Dean was aiming at it too. "Where in the hell did they come from?" she asked as she kept an eye on where the Wraith were heading.