Dean didn't bother with the doorknob to their apartment, when he reached it, he kicked it open without losing his stride. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins at this point.
The stairs didn't prove a problem either, even as he took them sideways. He didn't want to chance giving her a concussion ontop of everything else.
"Did you read the book about the breathing?" Hell he couldn't think. All the books he read there had been so much information that just seemed to leak out when he needed it most.
He got them to the car, and half the trip was a blank. That was one door he wouldn't take off it's hinges. Carefully setting her on her feet, he opened the door. It'd take them less than five minutes to get to the hospital.