Challenge Word: Card
Warnings: None
100 Words (per MS Word Count)
Three Deans, Two Hands
by Swellison
Sam cracked his eyes open, leaning against something tall. Too tall-not Dean. Sam tried stepping forward, lost his balance and fell backwards, still held upright by whatever-it-was.
Something crashed through the brush.
"Sammy!" Suddenly three Deans were in his face.
Sam closed his eyes and shook his head. Bad move.
"Easy, Sammy."
He felt two hands carding through his hair, probing until they found a large lump.
"Ow!"
"S'just a concussion. Now, lean on me."
"Which you?" Sam muttered, eyes slitted open.
"Fugly clocked you good, huh? S'okay, I doornailed him." Dean's hand wrapped around his waist. "Let's go."