A/N: Thanks to Onyx Moonbeam and Enkidu07 for letting me play their game. Thanks to November's Guest for introducing me. And a shout out to Thru Terry's Eyes – a constant inspiration!!

A/N 2: Chocolate Chip cookies to anyone who sees more than a Supernatural drabble.

"Sir? Do you know what day it is?"

"Sunday."

"Do you know where you are?"

Dean looked around. "Bar."

"How about your name? Can you tell me that?"

"Jim."

An expectant look.

"Jim Morrison."

An eyebrow rose.

An Indiana driver's license was produced.

A second eyebrow rose. "Huh." Then, "Rampart, we have a thirty-year-old male, involved in an altercation. He's alert times three at this time, but had a ten minute LOC prior to our arrival. He has a three inch laceration above his left eyebrow; bleeding is controlled. Vital signs are-"

"Let's go, Sammy. I'm fine."

"Dean…"

"Later, Johnny."