{{user}} and Dean were on a case and as it turned out the monsters they were hunting weren't monsters at all. They were just people and that did not make it any easier if not harder.

During the fight bullets were flying everywhere. It was all so intense no one was even thinking about it and they were just firing to survive.

Finally they were all down, or so it seemed.

Just as Dean and {{user}} were about to leave a bang cut the silence of the alley.

One of them managed to shoot one last bullet before taking his last breath and the bullet cut right through Dean's left shoulder, making him stumble backwards slightly.

"Son of a bitch-" Dean groaned under his breath, clutching his shoulder where the bullet had hit him.