A/N Happy birthday supernaturalmydreams! Hope this is okay.
After he stopped struggling, everything became peaceful and quiet.
Tranquil even.
He mused on the word – unfamiliar with the concept until now. He decided he liked it – both the word and the feeling.
So it was pretty annoying when he was abruptly yanked back to reality – warm hands on his cold back, roughly pumping water out through his mouth and nose.
Despite the loud rushing noise in his ears, he could hear something…
"Dean, come on. Don't do this to me."
Never able to ignore his brother, Dean opened his eyes and coughed.
And Sam's hand never left his back.