Title: Fire and Flames

A.N: I've never written fanfiction before in my life! So bare with me guys, I know this is short. If people like these few short paragraphs, then maybe i'll expand and continue it. (: I'm still learning, so have you got any tips?.. fire away!

"Dean!"

Sam brought the back of his hand up to his mouth and he quickly recoiled backwards, his body instinctively arching away from the glowing, burning beam behind him. He quickly scanned the room, a hazy film covering the furniture. He could barely see anything in front of him, just vague outlines. Hazel eyes flitted back to the threatening flames licking at the doorframe, and he took his hand away from his mouth.

"De-"

The smoke clogged in his throat, and his chest heaved, making him gag. Tears were forming involuntarily at the bottom of his eyes, and he pressed the heels of his hands into them, protecting them from the heat. The blistering warm was beginning to soak through his layers of clothing. He had to get out. Sam's tall frame retched forward as another onslaught of coughs ravaged his lungs. He fell forward and clutched at his throat.

He couldn't breathe.

Panicking, he blindly felt out for something to steady himself, and his hand landed on the collapsed beam behind him. He jumped backwards, and Sam held back a scream, his hand blistering when it touched the burning wood. He stumbled, catching his foot on the rotten floorboards, a stab of pain shooting up his leg and up through his back.

Sam screamed this time, and then the whole world went black.