STANDING TEARS
By: Karen B.
Summry: E/O word challenge. 200-word drabble. Word: Charm. Time Set: Set a few months after the Pilot.
Disclaimer: Not the Owner
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart
and bids it break. ~William Shakespeare
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The Impala stalled, bumping to a stop, jostling its bedraggled passenger awake.
"Dean?"
"Baby," Dean purred running a hand over the wheel. "Please? I just bought you brand new spark plugs." He caressed the dash sensually. "You know I love you. Come on, sweetheart."
Dean tried the ignition again.
Nothing.
"Can't charm her, Dean, it's not a chick."
"What would you know about charming a chick into anything... oh, crap!" Dean looked across at Sam.
Tears stood in the kid's eyes.
"I'm sorry, Sammy." Dean reached over and brushed at a drop.
The damn broke, and the standing tears fell.
