AN: This weeks word is CHEST...and another drabble featuring impalement and blood for Muffy Morrigan. I hope you feel better.
WHOOP! WHOOP! WHOOP!
"It's not so much a whoop as it is a jack hammer," Dean joked.
"Whoop, whoop, whoop!" Sam lurched forward while hacking. Only the seat belt stopped him from hitting his head on the dashboard. His throat was raw and his chest was on fire.
"A whoop sounds more like this..." The elder Winchester proceeded to emit a strangled noise, only stopping when he saw Sam's pained face.
"De'n." Sam struggled. "Sh't up. It's contagious," he managed weakly.
The newest revelation stunned Dean into a quick silence before he spoke, "Shutting up and going to hospital."
JUST A ROUTINE THING
Jumping the fence was a routine thing.
Sam climbed the fence with agile movements and cleared the sharp spokes by centimetres.
Dean took his run up and scrambled over, just as he went over, his jacket caught the spokes and a flash of pain coloured his face.
"Dean?" Sam's face turned stark white as he saw blood slowly seeping down the iron fence.
"Sammy..." Dean whimpered. In the moonlight glow Sam saw the spike puncturing Dean's stomach.
"Dean!" Sam screamed.
Dean's vice like grip tightened on the bars. Sam tried to get up, his hands slipping on Dean's blood.
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