NATHANIEL'S APARTMENT
POV DESMOND
I don't remember passing out. The last thing I could remember was Nathaniel looking at me with worry in his eyes. I heard voices now. They were speaking in a hushed and frantic tone.
"Look, he's waking up," I heard Samuel say. My eyes felt heavy, but I forced them open. Nathaniel was still sitting on the bed next to me. Samuel and Dean were standing together at the end of the bed.
I hesitated to push myself into a sitting position. I put my hands on the bed and pushed up slowly. My body felt stiff, but the stabbing pain was gone. I reached up and felt my nose. The blood had been wiped away and it wasn't broken anymore.
I looked at Nathaniel, questions buzzing around my mind.
"We'll leave you two alone," Samuel said, dragging Dean out with him.
Natha
