Author's Note: This is for the E/O Drabble Challenge, this week the word was "green". I've had the week off, and wouldn't you know, three drabbles came out. First one is just because I love this song and wanted to use it somehow. I fought against the angst and we're currently in a truce where none of us is really happy. OR desperatly angsty, so I count that as a win. Repeat after me "you don't do more damage than you can heal".
Disclaimer: The song belongs to another era and John Winchester to Kripke.
Word count: 100
Warning: This is a tag for 2x22.
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Green, green grass of home
John had suffered in Hell. That was the short of it. The long was… infinitely longer. But truth be told he had survived. Well, in a manner of speaking, sure, because John had long ago bandoned hope. All that remained was the hunter, and the hunter's instincts. So when the Gate opened he fought back, like he hadn't done for decades. Because a hunter with only one bullet waits, patiently and detached, until he has a clear shot. And the hunter's aim was still true. With the beast dead he turned towards the green, green grass of Home. His Mary.
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This was the John piece of the week, next one belongs to Dean...
