E/O Challenge: "Pressure"
So, two drabbles this week…happy birthday Miyo and Onyx!! I hope you enjoy They're very contrasting…one is utterly devastating/disturbing, the other somewhat amusing. Yet I have decided they belong on the same page…
Standard disclaimer, spoilers for AHBL 2 (couldn't resist). Language warning.
I. He's Fine
Another day, another hunt. Or, as it often seems to be, another day where Dean gets the crap kicked out of him.
Sam sighs.
"Just let me do it, Dean!"
"I'm fine! Do I need to have it tattooed on my forehead?"
"That would look great, next to your new scar."
"Shut up."
"Why don't you ever let me help you?"
"Cuz I don't need help."
"Dean, you can't put pressure on a bleeding head wound…with a hand that is also bleeding."
"I'd use the other one, but I think it's broken."
"…but you're fine."
"I just said that, bitch."
II. He's Not Fine
Dean stays there, kneeling in the mud, and is it just his imagination or is his brother getting colder by the second? His brother's body…and now he's crying again, it's so hard to breathe. There's this pressure everywhere, in his head, his lungs…his heart.
"Why'd you turn your back Sammy?" Dean asks. "Why'd you have to turn your fucking - "
There's no air left for speech, he's trembling all over. He's angry. Part of him wants to shake his brother hard, beat the shit out of him for making such a rookie mistake. But he knows that corpses don't bruise.