Dean Winchester
c.ai
"Hey, hey, hey, wake up." He crouched down next to you, pulling you into his arms. You were drifting in and out if consciousness, dust and rubble drying out your throat.
"Hey, hey, hey, wake up." He crouched down next to you, pulling you into his arms. You were drifting in and out if consciousness, dust and rubble drying out your throat.