Sams POV

Everything was foreign when I woke up, and far too bright. A stinging white light pierced my eyes, which caused a stinging pain in the back of my head.

" Hey there man, You ok?" I look up to see a man leaning over me, his light brown eyes staring intently at me. " Are you just going to sleep there or what?"

I tried to focus, but everything was a blur.

"Where am I?" My voice was rough, my throat felt like it was on fire, dehydration...The man offered his hand to help me up. I grabbed it thankfully, grunting slightly as I pull myself up. Everything was sore, my limbs screamed in protest as I try to steady myself in standing position.

" Greenbay, Wisconsin— land of the cheese." The man laughed before his eyes focused on me again, he looked, almost cautious. " so why were you face down in the dirt?"

I frown as I just realize...I did not remember. I didn't remember anything. I take a step back, stumbling a bit " I...I don't know..."

The man raised an eyebrow at me, " What do you mean 'I don't know'? "

I try to focus, trying to remember anything about myself– anything! But, nothing came , no information or memories popped into my head. " It means exactly what I said!" Ya, I was beginning to panic. " I don't why I was on the floor , how I got here, or even my name for that matter!" I held my head, wincing- trying to force myself to remember something, anything.

" Woah there kiddo, calm down." You need to calm down, ok?"

I wasn't listening, my head was throbbing, fighting to give me any information.

Dean.

"...Dean?..." I mutter quietly, and the man in front of me flinched slightly.

" Remember something?"

"..Yeah... I think it's my name...it feels important..." I give a weak smile Before repeating the name "Dean.."

" Well... Dean." More hesitation came from his voice, before he extended his hand " You can call me James."

He is lying, I can sense it. Though oddly , I still feel obligated to trust this man, he felt safe.

" Well, I can't just leave an amnesiac in the middle of a park– why don't you crash at my place? Unless you want to go to the hospital."

I did not want to go to the hospital, but this man seemed so willing to help a stranger " I couldn't possibly—"

He laughed and winked " Just consider me your Gaurdian Angel " he wrapped an arm around me ,well at least tried to, I was definitely taller than him. Yet, he smiled brightly " Well, Dean-o, let's get goin before the sun sets ."

I don't know why I followed this man, but I did. James was odd. That was his first impression.

" You're limping, are you ok?" James turned back and his eyes went to my right leg.

I blink and stop in my tracks, not even noticing until now. " I don't know."

" well don't you think we should check?" He asked sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

I got down on one knee, rolling up my pant leg. I did not know what I was exactly looking at, it ..it almost looked like a handprint. No, it was a handprint, wrapped around my ankle. " What the hell is that?" It definitely was an odd injury.

James eyes focused on it, but then he tried to shrug it off. " we can dress it at home, let's go."

I rolled my pant leg down before standing back up. I hear thunder , or at least I thought it was.

" Jeez, you must really be hungry kid."

My face reddened, and I nodded.

"Then lets go get a burger before we head back. Come on, let's go."