Two Sides
Disclaimer: I don't own "Supernatural", sadly, but the boys are such a treat to play with…
A/N: My gratitude goes out to my awesome beta twinchaosblade who makes sense of my stuff, even if I don't.
A/N 2: Response to the Drabble Challenge by Enkidu07 and Onyx Moonbeam
All fellow players can be looked up on Enkidu07's profile page (the many, many names finally exceeded the drabble word count, hehe).
Prompt: Tense
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He knew something was wrong by the ringing of the phone.
"Bobby–" Sam sobbed into the receiver.
Bobby's heart stopped and he didn't dare breathe. Sure, Dean had been gravely injured but in all honesty, he hadn't expected the kid to go that easily. Dean was a fighter, dammit!
"Bobby, he's –" Again, Sam chocked on his words, beyond consolation.
"Son…," the older hunter stammered helplessly.
"Dad… I… I came to his room–"
"John? What'd the idjit do, boy?!"
"I don't know…" Silence. "He's… dead."
Bobby tensed, grieving for his dear friend and ashamed of his own relief.
The End
A/N 3: This is dedicated to my dear friend Paris. Happy birthday, girl! *smishes*