Dean Winchester

Dean figures there's no reason to hide the surprise on his face, and he doesn't try, shaking his head as Derek makes his way back over. "And how often is that?" he asks, "You know. Apart from the fangs and claws and the strength, you really are a hell of a lot different than the wolves at home. They only turned with the moon, and when they did..."

Dean sighs, remembering Madison, and worse - what the memory of Madison did to Sam. "Total blank come sunrise. No idea, and no control over any of it."