AN: Okay two, this weeks word is SHEET and an old challenge word of FLESH. Dedicated to StompyBigfoot - the first friend I made on this site. I know that's sad, but I'm a shy person!
HATE: Word is SHEET
Laying awake trembling under the sheet lay Sammy Winchester...
Today his dad told him about the supernatural and his destiny to save others.
Dean had watched from the sidelines, tears threatening to fall when Sam turned to look at him, his little face scrunched up in fear and hurt.
John didn't move to provide comfort, and recited the monotone speech without falter.
Sam kicked and screamed, face exploding with anger, until Dean pulled him away and guiltily forced him to sleep...
Laying awake under the sheet lay Sammy Winchester, curled up in his brothers arms, afraid to sleep.
FAINT FIRST, STICH LATER: Word is FLESH
Sam was eight when he got his first stiches.
A large gash ran from his knee to the middle of his calf. It bled profusely.
'Sammy, You need stiches,' Dean said with sympathy as he sterilised the needle.
Mutely Sam nodded his head. Grabbing the towel, he clamped it between his teeth.
Dean poured alchahol onto the wound and slowly inserted the needle into the flesh.
Sam screamed and tears pooled in his eyes.
Dean jumped in alarm and grabbed Sam's shoulder in fear.
Sam passed out from the pain and slumped forward into Dean's body.
AN: You know the drill...reviews?