Sam Finds his Shoe.
As the title suggests, a simple one-shot about Sam finding the shoe he lost in "Bad Day at Black Rock." Enjoy. One small swear so T to be safe.
Dean untied Sam from the chair, carefully stepping over the men lying unconscious on the floor.
"Come on Sammy, we've got to destroy this rabbit's foot!"
2 minutes later they were ready to go, they left the room, Dean intent on grabbing some 'supplies', mainly food, beer and some of the magical hangover cure commonly called Vicodin. They drove for a small while before Dean spotted a store. They left the car and started walking.
He was almost at the store when he heard a loud thud behind him. He turned with a sigh.
"Sammy?" He asked concerned.
Sam looked up at him, a large grin on his face. "Dean! I found it!"
"What? Your sanity?" Sam stopped smiling for half a second to frown at him.
"No Dean! My SHOE!" He reached down into the grate, eyes focused on the shoe, not realising his shirt had gotten caught on the edge. "SHIT! Dean, I can't reach it!" He leant further in, fingers almost touching the shoe. A loud rip tore through the air as his top finally gave way and ripped.
"SAMMY! STOP! YOU'LL FALL IN!" Dean grabbed Sam just as he started falling. He pulled him away and easily reached down and got the shoe. "Here!"
Sam hugged the shoe, not caring about the sewage coating it. "My shoe!" He quickly put it on, smiling as they walked through the doors into the store… even if he slipped due to the sewage.
A/N- I've had this written for a long time but never got round to typing it… sorry! I'm unsure about who likes which of my fics atm so I don't know which ones to focus on so please drop a review/PM or take the poll on my profile. Thanks for reading and there will soon be a new SPN fic on AlbionEmrys so keep your eyes peeled. Peace out! (Thanks to xxXGGXxx for this prompt)