Drabble Challenge: Pressure. For Onyx Moonbeam, Happy Birthday!
"You're doing great, Sammy…" *gasp*
"Then why are you wincing?"
"I'm not wincing, I'm … smirking."
"I have no idea what I'm doing!"
"Just keep pressure on there while I get ready to sew it up."
"You can't sew it up yourself!"
"Have to, kiddo. Just keep the pressure on a little longer …"
"We should wait for Dad."
"Can't. Too far away. It'll be okay, *wince* I promise."
"I'm scared."
"Don't be scared, Sammy. Big bro's gonna be just *gasp* fine. You hear me?"
"I hear you."
"Big steps here. I'm proud of you, Sammy."
"Thanks, Dean."
For Miyo86 – Happy Birthday!
The pressure in his chest was growing, as was his breathing. Stupid racist truck was closing in fast on him and his baby and Sam was taking his sweet ol' time coming up with a solution.
Hell with this. He picked up the phone and dialed, his breath hitching as he almost lost control of the wheel.
"Hey, you gotta give me a minute."
Are you freakin kidding me?? "I don't have a minute! What are we doing?"
"Uh….let me get back to you." *click*
Oh no he didn't! He is so sleeping in clown pajamas for a year!
