Title: Fading
Author: Mad Server
Rating: T
Characters: Dean, Sam
Word Count: 100, on the nose
Summary: Sam's fading fast.
A/N: Happy birthday, IndigoNight! I hope this hits the spot! E/O Challenge, prompt word: "fade."
Disclaimer: I don't own these guys.
Sam's freshly bandaged, curled up on his bed. His laptop's open, but he's fading fast.
"Tell me you're not doing research," Dean says, packing up the first aid kit.
"No," Sam husks, idly poking a button. "Blog."
"Let me guess. Why Captain Picard Is Better Than Captain Kirk."
"S'about jellyfish." Sam yawns.
"Dude, if you're lookin' at porn, just say so."
Sam snorts, but it turns into a cough that has Dean eyeing him carefully.
"How can you even read that?" Dean asks. "It's sideways."
"Skill..."
"Can't be good for your eyes."
No answer.
Dean puts the laptop somewhere safe.
end