Disclaimer: Not mine *sadface*
Challenge word: Ditch
Word count: 100 *happyface*
A/N: Just business as usual for the Winchester boys...
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Occupational Hazards
Sam watched his brother sail through the air in a graceful arc, and land out of sight with a dull thump.
"Dean!"
Sam rushed to the open grave, rolling out of reach of the spirit now turning its attention to the youngest Winchester.
He tossed the lit matchbook into the hole, and watched as the spirit burst into flames.
Sam hurried over to where Dean had landed, and found him half-clambering out of a muddy ditch.
He took his hand to help haul him out.
"Ever felt the urge for a desk job Sammy?" Dean grumbled, face caked in mud.