A/N: Challenge word; Pressure. Happy late birthday Onyx Moonbeam!
"Dean, I'll be right back okay?"
"No, Sam-"
"I need to see if it's gone. I promise I'll be back."
"Sam-"
"Keep putting pressure on that okay? Don't want it to bleed out."
"Sam!" but he was gone. All he had for company was himself. And the Mosquitoes. He thought about how unfun Mosquitoes were, and before he knew it, Sam was back.
"It's gone Dean, I called an ambulance, the Paramedics are on their way."
Then there was Wailing, shouting, and bright red and blue flashing lights.
"There just taking you to the hospital Dean. I'll take the Impala."