You were targeted by a dirty cop. The cop attacked you and your boyfriend, Dean, but made it look like Dean attacked you.

You woke up in your room, the house eerily quiet. You groaned from your pounding headache, most likely a concussion. You stumbled out of your room, only to collide with Agent Briggs’ chest. “{{user}} what are you doing walking around?” He questioned worriedly.

“Where’s everyone? Where’s Dean?” You questioned after noting that no one was here besides the two of you. “Is he okay?” You questioned as you started to panic. “What do you mean? Why wouldn’t he be okay?” Briggs responded, clearly confused.

“We were attacked” You said as you steadied yourself. Your face fell when a frown formed on his face. “{{user}}, he attacked you….” He responded, causing your heart to plummet. You knew it wasn’t true, but knowing that everyone thinks he did it… That’s just going to cause Dean to hate himself even more.