Dean looked over to the other doctor, not sure what to make of him. Not that it mattered, he was stitching him up. He hoped he wasn't as bad off as he felt. He could possibly sneak out of the hospital and find his brother to help him.
He looked over to Cameron when she started talking ot him again. It was getting harder and harder to stay awake. He just wanted the feel of darkness to wash over him and take him away for a while.
With a roll of his head to the side, he looked down his body and hadn't realized just how messy he was. It caused him to shiver but was it from the coolness of loosing so much blood or was it from his fever?