Upon Us All a Little Rain Must Fall

by xlittleangx

My first and second drabble attempts. In the first: Dean's hurt and bleeding into the leather upholstery of the Impala... In the second: the boys embrace some old Native American traditions.

1. Upon us all a little rain must fall

Wow it's been a long while since I wrote anything. Thanks to my friends Amberdreams, Dizzo and Edina Clouds for their encouragement and feedback today. Also great to meet TheYmp. Here's to our next meet up!

This is my first drabble attempt. Title from the lyrics of Led Zeppelin's 'The Rain Song'.

Warm. Wet. Sticky. That was the sensation he felt sliding down his face as he slowly came to. For a moment he lay there, eyes closed as he assessed the situation. He was in the Impala; her leather pressed against his cheek, her engine gently soothing him into awareness. He groaned and opened his eyes, blinking to clear his vision. Muscles shaking in protest, he pushed himself up. Outside the sky was dark and moonless, rain pounding the windows in time with the throbbing in his head.

"Nearly there Dean." Sam's voice drifted to him from the front seat, "Just rest, you're gonna be ok".

Dean wasn't sure if that statement was going to be true this time, as the world dipped and swirled around him. He lay back down again watching rivulets of blood trickle down the glass...