Disclaimer: It's all Kripke's, it's not mine, so don't sue. You wouldn't get much from me anyways.
Challenge word: Belt
Word count: 100 (still got it!)
A/N: Sorry peeps, I've been a bit awol the last few weeks. The words just weren't coming. However tonight I got the itch to write, so here it is! I'm a bit out of practice though so sorry if it's poo. Hopefully the mojo is back now so watch this space.
I have still been reading though and you guys continue to rock!
Powerless To Help
"Dean? You with me?"
He barely heard Bobby struggling beside him, too horrified at the scene unfolding before him.
Sam convulsing on the ground.
The belt Bobby had forced into Sam's mouth drawing blood as his jaw locked around it, the worn leather cutting into his skin.
He'd known it would be hard on Sam when they locked him up in here, but seeing him like this...
He was supposed to protect his little brother.
"Dean! Before he has another fit!"
Bobby's urgency finally hit home, pulling Dean back into the room.
"Yeah yeah, let's just get it over with."