The challenge word is Shield and as soon as I heard it 'Shield' soap popped into my head. I know it's probably not even on the shelves anymore but it seems the sort of product Sam and Dean might contact in their slightly run-down world! Happy Birthday to all the Birthday girls.

Shield.

Shower soap.

It was a smell that was evocative of days gone by, simpler times before the weight of the world was his to own and Dean rubbed the mottled blue bar between his filthy hands as the soothing hot water deluged his aching body.

He dropped the bubbly cake on the bath-side and raised his hand shakily to his traumatized shoulder, rubbing gingerly at the deep welts and rapidly emergent bruising, dizziness making him sway gently.

Exhaustion was closing in on him and he leaned his head against the cracked tile, closing his eyes as sleep claimed him.

Don't you love a squeaky clean Winchester!