Enkidu07's Drabble Challenge - A Special Birthday Double Drabble for Fire'CxO'Ice.

Prompt words - BILL AND FLAG

Word Count: 200 words on the dot.

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Disclaimer: Neither the boys nor anything related to Supernatural belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with the boys, playing around with Eric Kripke's sandbox.


Oh, No. Going Five-0

By: Vanessa Sgroi

Dean smiled at the waitress, touched the bill of his baseball cap in a silent thank you. He'd just raised the glass of whiskey when a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Dean! What are you doing in here?" Sam paused, mid-hiss, surveying his brother, taking in the baseball cap and smudged and wrinkly graphic t-shirt covered by a vest. "And why the hell are you dressed like Bobby?"

The elder Winchester blinked up at Sam. "Ssshhh. I'm undercover here." His gaze traveled around the dive.

Sam dropped down in a chair. "You could've warned me you were going all Five-0, dude."

"You were busy."

"Could've told me at least."

"Could've. Didn't." Dean sucked down his whiskey, raising a hand to flag down the waitress for a refill. "'Sides, would you've let me come?"

"With that wound in your side that I stitched up no more than 18 hours ago? No. Not to mention the concussion. So—double no."

Dean clumsily waved a finger at Sam. "Tha'sss why—didn't tell you."

"Let's get out of here."

Dean suddenly tilted. "Mmm, good idea."

Sam hauled Dean to his feet, calling out to the bar in general, "No worries. I'm his parole officer."

FIN