A/N: Mild general Season 3 spoilers, particularly for 'Ghostfacers'. Based off Onyx Moonbeam's photo prompt.
Two months. Too long to wait with this axe hanging over his head, too short to do what he needed. In two months there wouldn't be anyone to find the trapdoor. No one would have his little brother's back.
Two minutes later on the rescue and Sam would've joined Corbett. His brother would've died alone in a clown-like party hat.
Two more seconds to think about it until he felt the weight of a hand on his shoulder.
Two milliseconds longer before Dean glanced up to meet Sam's reassuring eyes and believed the lie that everything would be all right.