Disclaimer: The beautiful Winchester boys do not belong to me. How I wish, Dean was mine...
A/N: Set during the span of the first season. I had to write something light, seeing as how my Summer is almost officially over :( Title borrowed from Pink Floyd. Haha I guess this would be a Hurt!Impala fic....
Drabble word: Wall
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"How bad is it?"
Sam grimaced at the sound of Dean's choked out whimper. His eyes quickly scanned over the impact sight where the Impala and the brick wall got acquainted.
He let out a sigh of relief. Nothing too bad. Just a small dent and some scratched paint.
"Nothing that can't be fixed." He looked over at Dean who had his eyes covered with both hands. "Seriously, just take a look."
Green eyes popped open and immediately snapped shut. "I'm gonna throw up."
"Whoa, easy there Dean." Sam patted his brother's hunched over back, who was sucking in sharp withering breaths. "Hey, it could have been worse. It's a good thing you swerved and avoided hitting that SUV."
Nervous hazel eyes flickered over to the other driver across the street.
"That son of a bitch is dead." Dean hissed, through clenched teeth.
Sam would have laughed if he didn't think Dean was serious.
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