Part of a Drabble challenge with the word hitch.
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Sam peaked out from his hiding place behind the wrecked car. He could see his brother slumped against a pole, hands behind his back, and head leaning forward. Determining the best route to Dean, Sam ran from hiding place to hiding place until he was able to come up behind his big brother.
"Dean? Dean!" he whispered desperately.
No answer.
Taking another quick glance around to make sure no one could see, the younger hunter hurried forward to kneel behind Dean. "Dean!" He jostled the older man's arm as he undid the half-hitch knot holding his brother's hands behind him.