Dean gave a stressful sigh. It was situation's like this he spent so much time and effort trying to avoid and now not only has he failed at that but he's dragged two others into it all. It was obvious the two didn't want to abandon him so arguing about it would only waste time and get them all killed. [b]"Yeah, I can"[/b] he said to the girl in an exhausted tone as the two stood up. She was saving his life, he hated having to slow her down. The sound of gunshots ceased so it was safe to assume their knight had exhausted his ammunition. 

When the girl asked if there was anything that needed to be brought Dean looked around the area at all of his equipment and items. His head started hurting once more and he suddenly felt sick. He couldn't keep his eyes from watering up. He very much wanted to say yes. He wanted to search through the wreckage for his belongings. Things older than the creatures that inhabit the world, things from his normal life. But it would go against many rules he created for himself and practically lived by, rules and habits that had brought him this far. 

He had specifically planned beforehand, a long time ago, what to do when it came to the things he needed to survive and the things he didn't want to lose, but he wasn't prepared to go through with his decision. [b]"Um, yeah. My backpack."[/b] he said with uncertainty in his voice. There were plenty of other things he considered far more valuable than what was in his bag, but he had to ignore those thoughts. [b]"I'll come back soon, for other things."[/b] They were right next to a lake, that could be a landmark, it had to be on a map or guide or something. Even so he didn't really think it was likely he'd find his way back here, but again he had to ignore those thoughts. 

Dean dropped the shotgun back into the green army bag. [b]"There's a bunch of guns and ammo here"[/b] he shouted to their knight [b]"Can you buy us just a little more time?"[/b] Hopefully it was enough to hold back the creatures for a short moment, although it was impressive how long the guy had held back the creatures already. Dean began moving towards his backpack with the support of the girl. It was a few yards from their position, laying in the grass. His body must have had an adrenaline rush earlier when he woke up in the truck, because he could now feel the full extent of his injuries and it was taking everything in him just to move a short distance. He very much wanted to give up and collapse. The only thing stopping him from doing so were his saviors. [b]"I'm sorry for putting you two in this position"[/b] Dean whispered as they approached the bag.