Title: Defense
Author: Mad Server
Rating: T
Characters: Sam, Dean
Word Count: 100, on the nose
Summary: Dean's sick. Sam's got a case. Vaguely Season 2.
A/N: E/O Challenge, prompt word: "frame." For Enkidu, because she's sick.
Disclaimer: I don't own these guys.
When Dean takes your suggestion and lies down, you know you're fucked.
There's a nest of vampires just outside of town, and you can't take them all on alone. Bobby's working a case up north, and even if he can name you another hunter in the area, you and your psychic visions and demon blood aren't exactly popular.
You feel Dean's forehead and he turns toward you, his face pinched and much too warm.
"Gimme an hour," he croaks, eyes still shut.
"Yeah." Or thirty.
You smooth the blankets down around his shivering frame, and go out to play defense.
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