E/O Challenge: Fervor. Special Edition for InSecret (secret handshake) and Helen Bache (waves!). Happy Awesome Birthdayness to you both.
Word Count: 100 each, non related
A/N: Vague S1 and S4 spoilery in chapter 3. This chapter is S1. Chapter 2 is S2.
Disclaimer: Not Mine. If they were, I'd give them to the birthday girls. Perhaps.
Dean had always gone after things with a certain… fierceness. Killing Zombies. Ghouls. Protecting Sam.
There was a single-mindedness to his brother that scared Sam sometimes, but the longer they were together, the more he wanted to emulate it. Especially the protecting his brother part. He hadn't done that great a job recently. Shooting Dean with rock salt. Raw Heads.
While Sam worked on that, there were other things Dean did with fervor.
Dean grinned appreciatively at the waitress. She blushed, stammered. Touched her throat.
Sam tried a slow smile on for size. Laughed. No, some things were all Dean.
Please read Chapters 2 and 3.