MASH
By Carol M
E/O Challenge…Dean's been shot…Sam and Bobby do their best
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Don't own em, only love em
Spoilers: None
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Sam tried to focus on a part of Dean that wasn't covered in blood, but he wasn't having any luck. Instead, he shifted his gaze to his brother's eyes, almost drowning in the pools of glassy green misery.
"Damn it, boy, where are those forceps?" Bobby huffed, jolting Sam out of his stupor. "You think this bullet's gonna remove itself?"
Sam grappled for the instrument, handing it over. "Here, Bobby. Sorry."
Sam met Dean's eyes again, trying to ignore the terror he saw building in them. He reached for his brother's hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "You're gonna be okay, man."
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