I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters much as I wish I did so I could cash in big, but whatever…

Finding your way

"Holy crap Dean what DID you do?!"

"Look okay I didn't try okay. He was just there in the road. I don't know what happened."

Sam eyed Dean suspiciously but Dean gave him a look that said, "I'm telling the truth". Sam was simply dumbfounded but then again things like this always seemed to happen to them so he wasn't really that surprised that they had just happened to hit a frickin' angel, figured…

"We better get him in the car Dean he doesn't look so good."

Dean nodded in agreement and they lifted the unconscious angel into the back seat. They both got back in the car and started off for the nearest town as fast as possible. All the while Sam was looking back to see if the young man had yet awoken. Dean finally pulled off into a motel parking lot and they quickly got a room. They picked up the young man and brought him into the room and laid him on the bed.

"Well now I guess we wait." Dean said. "I got dibs on the shower." He said as he headed for the door.

"How is it you always get the shower first?" Sam questioned.

"I'm older that's how." Dean replied happily.

"Whatever." Sam muttered.

Dean pretended not to hear his brother and headed into the bathroom. Thirty minutes later he came out of a steamy bathroom.

"Did you leave me any hot water at all Dean?"

"I think there's a little." Dean replied quite happily.

Sam grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom himself. Dean quickly threw on a shirt and went over to check on the kid they hit. He did a quick scan to see if the kid was okay, and from what he could tell there was not a single broken bone, and the kid didn't even have a scratch.

"Man I wish I could get hit by a car and not be injured." Dean thought, remembering back to their rather unfortunate run in with a demonicly driven semi.

He looked back down at the young man and realized the boys eyes were open and he was staring straight at him.

"Whoa!" Dean yelled as he jumped back off the bed and almost tripped over his feet.

The young man sat up with a groan and looked around with fear in his eyes.

"Where am I? What happened?" The young man asked frantically.

"Whoa, calm down, you are in no shape to go walking around. First of all my name is Dean, Dean Winchester. Who are you?"

"I… I don't know. I have no idea! Oh my God!"

"Whoa, take it easy there. You're fine."

"NO! I can't even remember my name! How is that fine?!"

Dean didn't really know what to do with the kid. He wanted to help but wasn't sure what to do in this case. Sam would know though. Sam always knew.

"Okay, my brother will be out in a minute and he can help."

"Please help." The young man whimpered in a small voice.

The door to the bathroom opened and Sam came out to a rather surprising scene. Dean was sitting on a bed and across from him was the young man they had hit, huddled up in a ball on the corner of the other bed. He looked terrified.

"What happened?" Sam asked his brother as he pulled on a shirt.

"Well he woke up." Dean pointed out obviously. "I asked him his name and he has no idea and started freakin' out."

"Oh." Sam answered.

He walked over to the young man.

"What do you remember?" Sam asked in a soothing voice.

"Not much, all I know is that I was looking for someone. But I don't know who." He said frantically.

"Okay we'll help you, you'll get through this. With time your memory will return."

"At least I hope" Sam thought.

Sorry about how short the chapters are but I have trouble writing a lot at once. Thank you to everyone that reviewed! They are a big boost keep it up:)