He Ain't Heavy
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E/O Drabble Challenge: word count 100
Challenge word: Weird
Happy Birthday Vanessa! Celebrate with some hurt Dean and awesome, concerned little brother Sam.
When you can't run, you crawl, and when you can't crawl - when you can't do that...
You find someone to carry you.
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He Ain't Heavy
Orange light, flickering.
Flames.
Smoke billowing, suffocating.
A cacophony of noise, sirens, shouts.
Fire!
Fear.
Can't move, can't help.
Sam!
Can't save Sam.
Heart beating too loud.
Feeling weird, disorientated.
Concussion?
Blood loss.
"S-Sammy…whatcha-oooof!..."
Sudden outrushing of air, dangling dizzingly upside-down…"doin'?!"
Deep rumbling through Sam's ridiculously broad back where his confused head is now pressed.
"Carrying you."
Thick cloying blackness swallows him.
Pain.
Panic. Where's Sam?
"It's ok, Dean. I'm here, I gotcha."
Big firm hands, gripping his shoulders as he lays on his back, wondering at the infinite star-studded expanse of midnight blue he is falling up into.
Safe.
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