A/N: One shot, drabble. Enkidu07 made me do it. Not beta'd. Surely I can write 100 words without a typo?
Disclaimer: Oh God, I wish they were mine. Not.
Challenge Word: Spine
Word Count: 99
Compatriots: Enkidu, Onyx Moonbeam, NC Girl, Orange Autumn, IheartSam7, and Nana56. I'm late coming in, so they don't know about me.
Dean was laying face down in hay and manure. He felt a prick. "What the hell?"
"Morphine. I can't move you like this."
Hands were pressing hard down the length of his back. "Ow! Sam, quit feeling me up."
"I have to check. Can you move your legs?"
He jiggled both feet. "Fuck. Hurts. Stop!" Now he felt warm and sleepy. "Lemme 'lone."
He drifted, coming back to hear Sam: "Goddamn it… bossy … short … always telling me what to do …"
He slurred, "Someone pushin' you 'round, Sam?"
He huffed. "Yeah, Dean you could say that."
"Grow a spine, dude."