Disclaimer: This is a transformative work of UGC based on the original by E. Kripke.

E/O CHALLENGE

A/N: Between S8 and S9? So if you haven't seen any of S8, you may consider it spoilery – but not really...

WoW: crack

Word Count: 100 on the nose, baby!


Dean stared at the crack in the ceiling, vaguely aware that he'd been staring at it for some time.

Maybe he should get up?

Dean opened his eyes. This time as his eyes refocused on the crack, he remembered not to move.

Somehow, he'd ended up on the floor (?) of this ?

Sam would be here soon, right? But why wasn't he here now?

Dean remembered. Stanford. The yellow-eyed demon. Hell. Demon blood. Hell. Soul-less. Purgatory. Trials.

And then a huge hand landed on his chest and floppy hair obscured his view of the crack.

"Dean! I got you..."