Happy Birthday, Miyo! We Leo's gotta stick together.
Sam heard the sudden commotion as the nurse finished his final stitch and was off the table and running towards the cubicle they had taken Dean to as he heard his panicked sibling call his name.
"S...Sam!"
He pushed the medic aside placing his hand on Dean's bloody shirt, avoiding pressure on the obviously broken ribs.
He leaned in close so the thrashing man could clearly see him.
Wild, terrified green eyes found soft, calming hazel.
"Steady, Dean."
Terror receded, leaving exhaustion and pain...but also trust.
"Can't...breathe...Sam..."
"I know."
Gentle hands carefully lifted him.
"Lean on me. I got ya."
Hope you enjoy it!