WHATEVER IT TAKES
WOW Bark: Sam knows what needs to happen and he'll do whatever it takes to get it done. It's not his fault if Dean's a moron.
A story in three one-hundred-word drabbles.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I'd take such good care of them if I did.
So sorry I'm late here, I've been loving our gorgeous boys over in Roma at JIBcon. So glad to be home … :/
Chapter 1
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It had been three long weeks since Dean had come down with the thing which would not be named.
In fact, this particular thing couldn't be named because the stubborn dumbass had flatly refused to go see a doctor to get the damn thing diagnosed and so, as a result, Sam had put up with three weeks of Dean's barking cough, rasping grumbles, wet sniffs, explosive sneezes, sweaty fevers and accompanying stinky armpits, and worst of all, his snotty, crumpled tissues lying around the bunker.
Dean had argued vehemently that it was getting better all the time.
It wasn't.
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tbc