Title: The First
Author: PlatinumRoseLady
Disclaimer: Sam and Dean don't belong to me – which I have the feeling they'd be grateful for…
Drabble Challenge Word: "Feel"
Word Count: 100 words. *Give the Word Count feature some ice cream.*
Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.
Spoiler Alert: None. Just some stomach troubles for one Winchester brother, and some caring by the other. For CiZiwejes – a very Happy Birthday, m'dear!
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The first thing he could smell when he woke up were those all too familiar scents: flowers that had overstayed their welcome, disease and death covered over by a layer of disinfectant.
The first thing he could hear was the muted sounds of sobbing from other rooms, the soft squeak of rubber soles.
The first thing he should have felt was the stitches across his abdomen, a going-away present from a werewolf's claws.
But it wasn't.
The first thing he could feel was his big brother's hand holding his. Gentle, but still strong.
And then Sam knew he'd be okay.
Author's Notes: Birthday hugs from Dean and me, CiZiwejes. Sam blows you a kiss from his bed.