Hidden Miracles

Prologue

This Is War ~ 30 Seconds to Mars


…A warning…


The air is steady with a slightly frost-bitten chill to it. The road has eerie silence, and the moon hauls itself over the few clouds in the sky with a slow pace.

…To the people…

Sam is quaking in the backseat of the 1967 Chevy' Impala. Although the heater is blasting at an insane temperature, his breath comes in slowly and his face is pale. Sam has one hand clutched to his lower, left abdomen, blocking any sign of discomfort from view of the eldest Winchester, Dean.

…The Good and…

"D'n… My stomach hurs' a lot… How long… til' we get t' Bobby's?" Sam manages to slur out through his pain. Currently his eyes are closed and he is sounding sleepy.

Dean flinches at Sam's struggle to speak and chides him lightly, "Don't worry Sammy; we're almost to there. He'll patch you up good."

"Ok' D'n…" Sam trails off as he falls into unconsciousness, his head making a small thump on the arm-rest. He looks like he would be sleeping to anyone who glances into the window… At least until they noticed all of the blood on the seats – spilling onto the floor of the car – to Dean's horror.

…The Evil…

"Come on Sammy, stay with me for a little while longer…" Dean manages to speak with a slightly hard-edged tone to his voice. His voice escalated to a small yell by the end of his sentence.

No response.


…This is War…


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