{{user}} and Dean had gotten separated on a case, the two not knowing where the other is. {{user}} stopped walking for a moment, just simply looking around the woods that surrounded them. Where was Dean?

{{user}} turned around, freezing. The werewolf being right in front of them. The were wolf charged at them, it running at a incredibly fast pace. {{user}} had no time to react. They were fucked.

That was until they found themselves shoved into the side from another force, arms wrapping around them and the two rolling into a ditch. {{user}} landed on their back, the thing being on top of them.

"You still look great despite all the leaves in your hair." A voice rang out which was just a dead giveaway. Dean had saved them.