Dean Winchester

Dean's legs ate the distance between Sharon's hut and his own in mere seconds, Dean himself slipping inside quietly, pausing only long enough to arm himself. After this long on the island, some of the necessity burned into him by years of John's training had run out, but Dean's hands and fingers worked by habit well enough, and he was out the door again in less than a minute.

A jog took him to Sam's door, heavy footfalls drowning out the frightened, unsteady beating of Dean's heart. He called Sam's name, then pounded on the wall, pushing through the door to search for his brother inside.

"Sammy?"