Nov 30, 2020
7:20 pm
John opens the door swiftly, but the boys had time to separate. Dean’s leaning over Sam now, standing next to the bed and wiping down Sam’s cuts as he enters .John bursts in with news. His voice is demanding.
“Listen, you need to know, Dean - she - Sam? Wait, Dean, what happened to you? Sam, are you ok?” John rushes to the side of the bed to check on his youngest son, his voice becoming soft. But seeing Dean with his shirt off and completely bandaged, blood seeping through leaves him practically speechless.
“Dean?”