Title: Troika
Author: Stacee Phelps
Disclaimer: 'Supernatural' does not belong to me and I am not getting paid for writing this. Any and all characters, events, places, etc belong to the CW Network and Eric Kripke.
A/N: Hi, you all! I know I've been missing lately, but yay for getting a full time job and working ten hours a day, six days a week! Can you sense the sarcasm? ^_^ Anyways, I saw the prompt for this week and had to do it. Drabbles immediately popped into my head and come on, how can I say no?
Also, the bigger challenge was to somehow combine all three prompts. However, either I can't do it or the separate ideas came first, but I was unable to combine them. But I hope everyone likes them anyway!
Challenge word: Hold
Word count: 100
Challenge #1: For IheartSam7 - Confused, concussed, sad, miserable, moaning, suffering, queazy Sam.
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The car door slamming shut echoed loudly in the deserted parking lot. Cursing and trying not to stumble, Dean's worried eyes flicked between his sagging brother and the door to their motel room.
"Dean, I don't wanna…!" Sam's wearied voice drifted up to him and caused the big brother to shake his head and tighten his hold, grimacing slightly as his fingers threatened to slip into Sam's torn side.
Opening the door and hustling his little brother to one of the beds, Dean took a small moment to put a reassuring hand on Sam's forehead. "It'll be ok, little brother."
The End
Challenge word: Hold
Word count: 100
Challenge #2: For The Tribble Master, some Drunken!Castiel. (A/N: This one was seriously the hardest because I've barely written Castiel and imaging him drunk was hard. I wanted to do it from Cas's POV but decided this was better. I hope you like it, TM!)
SN
Fighting his bags and trying to open the door was proving difficult. Finally, triumphant, Sam pushed the door open. His hard-earned hold on the bags failed and his purchases fell to the ground as he took in the sight before him.
Castiel was completely prone in one of the chairs, his legs thrown out in front of him and his arms motionless down the chair's back. His head was rolling, he was talking gibberish and was intermediately shaking his head and giggling to himself.
Sam looked to Dean.
"You didn't!"
His brother snickered. "Ah, the old Winchester Twister strikes again!"
The End
Challenge Word: Hold
Word count: 100
Challenge #3: And for SidJack some h/c Sam and Dean, with supersweet moments, maybe some leg injuries thrown in for either or both boys. (A/N: I'm not sure how "super-sweet" it is, but I hope it fits the prompt somewhat!)
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"Dean?"
Laying on the ground, trying hard not to move the lower-half of his body, Dean rolled his eyes. "What?"
"You're going to be pissed."
"What else is new?" muttering to himself but hearing pain in his brother's voice, the hunter levered himself into a sitting position, nearly screaming with the agony of jarring his dislocated hip. Taking a few seconds, he lifted his head to look at Sam.
Sam was sitting against a tree and appeared to have a tight hold on his right leg. It was easy to see the ever-growing stain in the fading sunlight.
"Ah, Sammy…"
The End
A/N: So, I hope everyone enjoyed these (especially those celebrating birthdays!) and please don't forget to review!
--Stacee Phelps