STEP UP TO THE PLATE
WOW: thick. After a bruising hunt, the brothers need Charlie to step up to the plate. She may need a little encouragement ...
Disclaimer: nope, I still don't own them!
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"Me?"
Charlie looked up in wide-eyed dismay at the thick, curved needle that Sam offered her.
Sam nodded; "sorry, but my finger's broken and that wound on Dean's back needs stitching."
"No…no …" Charlie stammered, staring in horror at the deep gash running across Dean's bruised shoulder; "I… I can't; what if I hurt him?"
"'m a big boy, I can take it," Dean grunted wearily.
"But …"
"Charlie," Sam interrupted softly; "just imagine you're Samwise; he'd do this to help Frodo, wouldn't he?"
Dean glared. "why do I have to be a freakin' hobbit. Can't she imagine she's helping Aragorn instead?"
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