In the immortal words of Victor Henricksen, "It's been a while." Back to writing at last! Catching up on some E/O Challenges, here "Nap." Reviews welcome!
"C'mon Sammy. Nap time's over."
Dean was still in shock.
The wall was gone. Sammy was out for the count.
Castiel had betrayed them all. Bobby didn't know how to help.
Things had spun so far out of control, Dean could barely process which end was up.
All he knew is that Sammy wasn't waking up. He had to keep vigil to make sure the guy was even still breathing.
Dammit, breathing meant life. Life meant waking up. Waking up meant hope for recovery.
And Dean would see to that. Whatever it takes. Whatever Sam needs.
Big brother's on it.