Where Were You?
It's late when Sam returns to the motel. He's shocked when he sees Dean crumpled on the floor in a bloody heap, as though he collapsed before he could make it to the bed.
"Dean!" he gasps crouching beside him.
Dean winces and opens his eyes, "Sam?"
"What happened?"
"Ambushed by a gang of locals," Dean groans.
"You went hustling by yourself?"
"I might be weak, but I knew what I was doing," Dean rolls his eyes, regretting it when the motion causes more pain. "Where were you tonight?"
At the guilty look on Sam's face, Dean knows the answer.
