Word: Time - Sorry I didn't do baby Sammy but have a happy birthday anyway!
Word Count: 100 – On the nose
Disclaimer: I own nothing – it all belongs to Kripke, but I sure do like playing with his toys!
Cover Up by Impaladreams
"Dean? You're bleeding!"
"'s'a scratch, Sammy. No biggie." Dean hissed, hugging his jacket tighter.
"Blood's dripping from your shirt, that's more than a scratch. Le'me see."
"Geddoff me, Sam." Dean groaned feebly, slumping into his brother's arms as his knees buckled beneath him.
Sam eased him to the leaf-strewn ground, pulled aside his jacket and gently raised his shirts.
"Dammit, Dean. Were you gonna tell me about this anytime soon?"
"Knew you'd m…make a scene."
"And you bleeding out, is better…how?" Swiftly, Sam dressed the wound.
"See…drama queen!" Dean whispered, eyes rolling.
"Macho bullshit!"
"'M a poet."
"You're a jerk!"
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I'd love to know what you think! Jane