Dean woke up with a start, sitting up on bed confused and cold. He was naked...though at the moment he couldn't remember why. He tried to catch his breathe but the act of breathing in and out made his lungs hurt. He slowly got out of bed, no though of covering himself, and wandered out of the bedroom.

He was cold and confused and very very hungry. Dean cocked his head seeing the two broken people in a heap on the floor. "...hi."