"Yeah, it's me... Dean, I know you're hurt, okay? But- but I don't know how many of these assholes there are," he murmured. "I don't want to get caught by any more of'em, okay?"

The couple he'd ran into already had been enough and it left a sick feeling in his stomach that there could even be more, but... he wasn't ruling it out. Slipping off his jacket, he eased it around Dean as he went to pick her up. They had to be quick and that's all he could do. "Gonna be okay, alright? Going to take care of you."