No spoilers, no season, no ownership of characters. Just me playing in someone else's toy box. Much better toys! Not beta'd.
Sam had trouble understanding where he was. He could feel a bed beneath him but his last thought had been that being tossed by the latest monster was going to hurt. He caught the sound of voices but couldn't follow the thread of the conversation. As his heart started to race, his hearing zoomed in on one voice in particular. Dean.
"So, he's just sleeping?"
"Yes, the blow he took to the head has left him slightly concussed. We stitched his head and now it's up to him."
"He should be ok to leave once he's awake."