Word: Ankle
Word Count: 100 – On the nose
Disclaimer: I own nothing – it all belongs to Kripke, but his boys are just too delicious to leave alone!
Well, what can I say? The boys are in a bit of a bind but Dean always comes prepared!
All's Well That Ends Well! by Impaladreams
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"Sammy! Wake up!" Dean hissed, lying wedged facedown beneath his brother's enormous frame.
"Wha…what? D…Dean?"
"Halle-freakin'-lujah! You okay?"
The answering groan was inconclusive.
"Dude, listen…it'll be back soon."
"Back where…What?"
"The skinwalker at Bobby's! Tricked us, tied us up…knocked you out…threw us down this damned well – Don't remember, huh?"
"Oh, man, Bobby, Yeah!"
"Look, never mind. There's a knife in my ankle sheath – it missed that one – can you pull it out, cut the rope? I can't reach it with you sprawled all over me! Then we'll get out of here, find Bobby and get us a little Winchester Payback!"
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EndsReviews are like gold! I hope you enjoyed. Jane