A/N: Hey everybody!
These three drabbles are related. Actually this idea bugged me for a quite a while now and I'm still planning to write a much longer version of this. So see these drabbles as some kind of a teaser. *evil grins*
But please don't ask me when exactly the other version will be posted. Right now I have too many WIP stories going. But be assured, there will be more. ;)
A/N: My hugest thanks to Enkidu07! Honey you rock!! :) And (like always ^^) to my amazing soul-mate JeanyAlicia. *huggles you*
A/N: I wrote this before I got the info about the special challenges so there are two more drabbles to come tomorrow. ;) Anyway, hope you guys enjoy this one. And happy birthday!!!!
Have fun reading. ^^
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Get Out Alive
He hated camping! Why did most of the really bad fuglies have to hide out in the woods?
Dean felt like crap though that still was a nice way to put it.
The throbbing pain in his side intensified with every passing hour.
Fuck! He couldn't get sick. Not now. Not in the middle of a hunt. Not while they were miles away from the car.
A new burning pain ripped through his gut and he doubled over slightly, barely suppressing a groan.
He felt sweat running down his hot face.
Shit, what the hell was wrong with him?
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TBC……