Dean just kept breathing deeply, though he didn't need the air. Things would be better once Sam was here...then he'd find Lindsey again and they'd all be together. That was his plan and he was going to stick to it.

Problem is most plans made by a Winchester didn't work out too well. Lindsey was right, dean would be a great vampire...one day. Right now he was a baby and thought he was indestructible, which led to him peeling back into this shit town four days later because it was the last place he saw his Sire, this time with a bandaged arm and chest and no Sam. He was sure Lindsey wasn't there anymore but figured he could look into tracking the guy down....not that he was crawling back. He wasn't.