Unsteady

A/N: Happy Birthday Mainegirl writes. You asked for fainting/Unconscious Sammy; you got it.


Small beads of sweat coated Sam's face and caused his long hair to stick uncomfortably to his face. He rubbed at it wearily. He'd just been so exhausted today.

He gazed around the room listlessly and happened to catch Dean staring at him with that look in his eyes that Sam knew all too well to mean that something was about to go very wrong. Before he could figure out what caused Dean to look like that, the earth seemed to tilt beneath Sam's feet and he caught a glimpse of Dean rushing to his side before everything went black.


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