Tittle: Battle Scars and Open Wounds
Challenge: Alarm!
Diclaimer: Not mine. So sad.
A/N: Sorry this is late, I wrote it Saturday, lost it, didn't upload it, and hopped a plane. i just got back in town. so here it is.... i hope it's good enough for you to forgive me.
He didn't need his imagination to know what would happen- the injuries, the battle scars. Sadly, he'd seen it all before. There was even an unconscious routine to how he operated alone. Even accounting for little bouts of anger.
Just had to work quickly, find the monster of the hour before there was any more harm.
He'd find him, like always.
-s-s-s-
Somewhere the unlucky Winchester was waking up in alarm. He didn't need to think, picture any of it, to know.
He could feel the open wounds next to battle scars. Could see the light fading…but he knew.
Help was on the way.