E/O Drabble Challenge
Challenge Word: SPORT
Word Count: 200
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Disclaimer: Neither the boys nor anything related to Supernatural belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with the boys, playing around with Eric Kripke's sandbox.
WRECKED
By: Vanessa Sgroi
Dean shuffled into the bunker as quietly as possible, hoping to make a beeline for his room to avoid conversing with Sam. He'd only gone two steps when a voice sounded in the darkness.
"Where were you?"
"Nowhere."
"Dean…" There was a click and the room filled with light. Sam gaped at his brother who was sporting an impressive blue-black shiner and a fat bottom lip. From the way he was hunched, Sam knew that other injuries lurked. "What the hell happened to you?"
Dean shrugged—or tried to—then wrestled the resultant pain into submission. "I got a little too handsy with the waitress down at the bar."
"Yeah, right. Now try the truth."
"The truth? Now why would I wanna go and do that, huh? And spoil that shitty image you have of me."
"Dean…"
"Nah…just…forg…" A lance of white hot pain raced through Dean's side, and he hunched over, listing to the left. The room wavered around him.
"Sit."
A hand pushed Dean toward a chair. "I'm…"
"I swear," Sam warned with a feral growl, "if you say you're fine, my fist is going to bloody the other side of that lip."
"At least I'd be symmetrical."
FIN