Sam woke up a bit dizzy. As he pushed himself up, his elbow buckled and he fell back again.
"Hold on there, Sammy!" Dean leaned over, shining a light into Sam's eyes. "You took a pretty good bump, been out for a while."
"Wha .. where …" Sam's voice cracked, lips dry. Dean put a bottle of water to Sam's lips.
"First thing, water, gonna wilt on me in this weather." Sam muffled his urge to try and get up again and took a few sips. Dean grinned. "Good, now relax, and I'll tell you how I single-handedly defeated the ghoul."
