A/N: Hey there folks! Late again but even someone as hooked on coffee as me needs some sleep from time to time. :P
A/N: My hugest of thanks (like always) to the amazing Enkidu07. Honey, seriously, I don't know what I would do without you! *huggles you* ^^
A/N: For the timeline – this one plays a few weeks after the end of 'Good God Y'all' (5x02). After watching the end of the episode (and eventually being able to stop crying) this question (read below) started to bounce around my head.
100 words on the dot! Yay! ^^ Have fun reading. :)
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Broken
Tiredly Dean rubbed his burning eyes. His back protested against the long sitting in one of those damn hospital chairs.
The only thing that broke the deep silence in the dim room was the hissing of the ventilator, the beeping of the heart monitor.
Dean's gaze travelled over Sam's slack, pale features. Waiting for a twitch, a movement, anything.
Guilt was eating on him.
When had he stopped being a big brother? When had watching out for Sammy become not his job number one?
Sure, the last months weren't easy on both of them but still.
"C'mon Sammy, wake up."
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End
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