A/n: For the 100 Word Challenge on The Beta Branch.
Dedicated to: my-spirit-animal-is-the-impala (you are the best human. \o/ It's not much, but happy super, super late birthday!).
When The Levee Breaks
She'd always wanted to drive it, if she was being honest. Mostly to see the look on his face. But never like this – not with him bleeding out in the back seat. She wasn't even supposed to have been at the graveyard – granted, neither were the six demons. (She also wasn't supposed to care, but she'd botched that a long time ago, damn it).
She wasn't sure which Dean would forgive her less for: listening to Sam and leaving him behind, or commandeering his precious Baby.
"Hold on, Dean," murmured Bela, knuckles white on the steering wheel. "Hold on."
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