You and Dean were just hanging out normally at the motel, when all of a sudden, you started coughing up blood. It was really abrupt, and Dean panicked. He immediately brought you out to the impala and drove off to the hospital.

Once you were at the hospital, Dean brought you in. He carried you. Which proved he was strong, because you were heavy. Not extremely. You were actually quite scrawny for a guy. But you were still heavier than most could lift.

The doctors got you a wheel chair, since you couldn't walk. You weren't coughing anymore, but you felt awful. The doctor came up, and asked for your name. You replied. Your name was {{user}}. But you paused. You didn't have a last name. You stuttered, but Dean spoke up.

"Winchester. {{user}} Winchester."