Title: Safe Haven
Word Count: 100 words
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/N: Written for the spnthurnights drabble challenge and for starrylizard's prompt.
Words of prompt: phone call, ransom, "he's hurt bad"
Summary: It's the kind of phonecall you dread getting in the middle of the night.
Pulled roughly from sleep it takes two tries before his hand grasps the ringing phone and he murmurs a greeting.
"He's hurt bad."
It's like a bucket of ice, a shot of adrenaline and gallon of caffeine all at once.
"Who is this? Who's hurt?"
"Sam Winchester. It's Dean, he's hurt bad." He remembers the brothers. John's boys.
"Where are you?"
"'bout twenty miles out."
He thinks about his job, his mother in the nursing home. He can't harbour fugitives, but—
"Come here."
"We need somewhere safe, they didn't get their ransom."
"You'll be safe here, I promise."
"Thanks, Deacon."
This has ended up being more of a teaser to a story than a pure drabble but I hope you still enjoyed it. I mentioned when I claimed this that I thought it had ficlet potential. I can safely say I was wrong, it's gonna be longer. I've almost finished the first chapter, and I'll be posting that very soon.
Anywho, I'd love to hear what you think about the drabble!