Crash
Dean dragged himself into the bathroom, closing the door behind him and hoping Sam wouldn't follow. He had nagged him the entire ride back from the cemetery, where a particularly nasty ghost sent him crashing into a tree.
"Dean, come on. I need to check you over."
"Leave me alone, Sammy."
"Stop stalling, Dean. It won't take long. And when I'm done you can crash and sleep for ten hours if you want."
Sam threw open the door and Dean groaned as he lifted up his shirt. They both winced at the deep bruises. Sam was gonna pay for this.
FIN