Donna's chest burns. Her lungs feel like they're working harder than ever. She knows she's lucky to be alive. Kicking her feet to stay afloat, despite Castiel being the one who dragged her to the surface and probably more than strong enough to support them both she tries to calm her breathing down. Not an easy task when the sea monster is still close by and very, very pissed off.

"I'm fine." Well, alive at least. She'll take it for now. Cas really is her guardian angel. Saving her is becoming quite the habit.

"Everyone else?" Despite her own minor injuries, near drowning and panic attack of a life time she still finds it in her to worry for the others.

She hears the Doctor before she sees him. "Can't get rid of me that easily, Spaceman. You okay?"