"Cas," I moaned walking, well more like staggering towards him "help, please." Cas not able to control himself ran to me and sat me down, his hand on both my hand and my stomach. "What happened?" Castiel asked "Werewolf. Don't worry, I didn't get bit just a little scratched up." Cas looked at the gash on my stomach and said "Well, that's true. Come on, we need to get you to your brothers."