Damsel in Distress
By Carol M
Summary: E/O challenge..dirt…Dean's getting his ass handed to him by a nasty ghost but fortunately Sam's there to save the day. Hurt! Dean, Heroic! Sam…Happy Birthday to Edina Clouds!
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Don't own em, only love em
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The ghost was a former bodyguard and it was pissed.
It currently had Dean pinned to the ground, mashing his face savagely into the dirt, alternating between using his body as a football and a punching bag. Defending himself was a near impossibility against the vicious torrent. All Dean could do was wait to be saved.
"Dean!" Sam burst into the yard and blasted the ghost with rock salt.
"Bout time," Dean panted.
Sam knelt down, examining Dean's broken body. "Dude, you're a mess."
Dean flashed a cocky grin, ignoring the blood streaming down his face. "Still prettier than you."
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