Remember

Sam

We sat in the Impala outside of a large apartment building. I was in the back with Dean and Castiel in front. After hours of waiting and eating greasy diner food, it finally happened. The guy flew out of the fire escape window running down, going mad it looked like. Dean climbed out of the Impala, Cas and I followed. Dean started running so I did too. We ran and ran until we heard a scream. Faster we continued.

We rounded a corner and found a women being chased by the changed man. He was quickly closing in on her. With out notice, Dean hollered out to the beast. My heart stopped when it turned to face us. It forgot about its previous meal and decided the three guys would be a much better option for dinner. He started running after us. Freaking out, I shot a couple bullets towards him and ran full force to somewhere he was not. Dean yelled out something about running towards trees and not buildings. I did as he said and quickly searched for a park. I noticed that Castiel stood close by not moving. Dean and I were both running when we heard a dog cry out. He turned and saw the large beast laying at the feet of Castiel.
"Cas!" Dean cried out. "What was that?"
"I knocked him out. I don't know how long it will last."
Dean and I hurried over, guns pointed at the werewolf.
"You just knocked him out? How?" Dean asked.
"I did this-" Cas placed two fingers on Dean's forehead but nothing happened. "And made him pass out."
"How did you do it and not get torn to pieces?" I spoke.
"I just did. Angel of the Lord. Remember?"
"Right... I guess we should, ya know kill it?" Dean said. "When is he going to wake up?"
"I don't know."
With that comment, the beast sprung up biting into the person closest to it. With out thinking I shot at it several times over, not sure if I hit it or the person it was eating. However, it soon stopped. Dead this time. It was then that I noticed Dean. He was bleeding all over. Blood poured out him, and not just where he was bit. I had shot him. Castiel and I cried out at the same time.
We fell to our knees. I didn't know what to do. I wasn't sure. Castiel grabbed him bringing him up to him. "It's okay, Dean." He whispered "I can fix you."
Deans breathing was sharp and short. It hurt me to hear and see him like that. All of a sudden, all the blood, holes in his clothing, even his hair, we're back to being perfect. Cas had his hand on his head.
"Cas?" Dean whispered.