I couldn't get the idea of a Sammy POV out of my head – so had to put it down on paper. Hope it doesn't suck!
100 words on the nose, better than my last attempt.
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Damn my brother! Why'd he have to play the super hero all the time? Had that fricking thing in my sights and he pushes me outta the way, takes the bullet for me … again!
By the time I'd gotten to my feet, shotgun raised, the creature had its jaw embedded in Dean's arm. Don't think I'll ever forget the scream as teeth ripped into flesh and bone; took two full blasts to knock it off him.
I wrapped my shirt around the gaping wound.
"Easy," I soothed as he slipped into unconsciousness "why you gotta do the things you do?"