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A/N: This is another old drabble. I actually really likes writing this one! So, I hope you enjoy reading it! By the way, I only have two more after this! Almost done!
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Challenge Word: 'It comes on slow'
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Quick Drop
It comes on slow, mind-numbing cold seeping through his foggy mind before invading without restraint. They hadn't exactly been careful when crossing the ice. It also wasn't like they'd been playing around. Upon the initial test of the ice, Dean found it satisfactory, but it seemed that the lake wasn't ready for the bulk that was Sam.
The drop was sudden. The realization took a little longer. The panic even longer. But before he could even begin to struggle, Dean had purchase on Sam's arm and had hoisted him out of the freezing water. Now, where would they find warmth?
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A/N: God, I love the angst! It's so delicious! Worthy of reviews?
