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OOC: Scene takes place after this Thread order as follows: Dean - Sam - Buffy - Lindsey.
Dean had gotten back to the motel room and laid Lindsey out onto one of the beds. He’d shrugged out of his jacket and gone about finding the first aid kit before checking Lindsey out.
Everything seemed okay with a few minor exceptions but Dean wasn't going to worry about those so whatever they drugged him with must have been specifically designed to knock him out. From the looks of that shop and the events that had taken place Lindsey had been the only one factored in, which meant Lindsey had been betrayed by someone he knew.
Dean left Lindsey to sleep off the drug and tended to his own injuries, staunching the flow of blood from his nose and disinfecting the cuts across his knuckles. He couldn’t do much for the bruising around his neck or ribs because it would heal in time - everything took time.
With both himself and Lindsey patched up, Dean went through Lindsey’s bag, pulling out the stuff he’d managed to grab and looking at it closely before just turning his attention to his arsenal. Depending on what Sam and Buffy had found out he may or may not need to get some more weapons, he’d just have to wait and see.
God, he hated waiting.
Dean had gotten back to the motel room and laid Lindsey out onto one of the beds. He’d shrugged out of his jacket and gone about finding the first aid kit before checking Lindsey out.
Everything seemed okay with a few minor exceptions but Dean wasn't going to worry about those so whatever they drugged him with must have been specifically designed to knock him out. From the looks of that shop and the events that had taken place Lindsey had been the only one factored in, which meant Lindsey had been betrayed by someone he knew.
Dean left Lindsey to sleep off the drug and tended to his own injuries, staunching the flow of blood from his nose and disinfecting the cuts across his knuckles. He couldn’t do much for the bruising around his neck or ribs because it would heal in time - everything took time.
With both himself and Lindsey patched up, Dean went through Lindsey’s bag, pulling out the stuff he’d managed to grab and looking at it closely before just turning his attention to his arsenal. Depending on what Sam and Buffy had found out he may or may not need to get some more weapons, he’d just have to wait and see.
God, he hated waiting.