E/O Challenge

Word: Curl

The boys live to fight another day but Sam's left to pick up the pieces and put them back together again. Hurt!Dean with a worn but caring Sam. Sometimes it all gets a bit too much to take.

Word Count: 100 – On the nose

Disclaimer: I own nothing – it all belongs to Kripke, but I sure do like playing with his boys!

Never-ending Story by Impaladreams

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Sam sighed, shoulders slumping as he gathered the worn needle, gauze and remnants of suture thread with shaking hands. He surveyed the four neat rows of stitches; dark slashes railroading the pale back from shoulder to waistband of bloodstained jeans.

Dean lay trembling on his side atop the faded comforter; fingers curled to white-knuckled fists in the towel he clutched to his chest.

"One more time." Sam whispered Holy Water poised. "Ready?"

"Born ready." Dean gritted, back arching as steam rose hissing from scored flesh. With a final shudder he fell still.

Sam's eyes glistened. "Easy now. Steady, it's over."

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