Disclaimer: Nope, not mine
E/O Challenge Word: water
Spoilers: none
Summary: Sam's first hunt.
Words: 100
"Turn off the water works, kiddo. Time to go," John snaps, starting the engine.
Dean wipes the sticky blade on jeans caked with dirt and blood.
"Normal isn't just what's on the back of a cereal box, Sammy. There are different kinds. This is ours." He gently slides the knife back into Sam's trembling hand.
It gleams like something shiny; coveted. Sam knows better.
He slides into the Impala, heart heavy, Dean's arm slung casually across his shoulder. Sam tries not to stare at the red spatters covering his chest.
If this is normal, he wants no part of it.