Title: Like a Vice Does Pain Crush My Heart
Author: PlatinumRoseLady
Disclaimer: Don't own the Winchesters, 'cause I'd never put them through what I did in this fic
Drabble Challenge Word: "Pressure"
Word Count: 100 words. *Give the Word Count a box of tissues*
Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.
Spoiler Alert: Set during "When The Levee Breaks". Happy Birthday, Miyo86!
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Dean can still hear his brother screaming.
He knows that's impossible – Sam's locked in Bobby's Panic Room, deep beneath the house.
But he still hears him.
Every cry.
Every curse.
Every sob.
Every sound that makes Sam sound less human, more like a tortured animal.
Each one drapes another layer on pain over Dean's heart.
He tries to draw a breath, finds it hard to do so. It's like breathing mud.
The pressure against his chest is overwhelming.
Dean always wondered if a person could really die from a broken heart.
He thinks he's on his way to finding out.
Author's Notes: Once again, Miyo86, the very Happiest of Birthdays from Sam and Dean… and me!