Only
for a moment
by
Mer
"Promise me one thing, Sammy." His voice was weak, raspy, attempts to hide his pain failing. Too much blood on the ground and not enough strength to move.
"What, Dean?" Sam stooped over where his brother lay and his face was etched with worry, terror, defeat, and a thousand other things Dean wanted to protect him from.
"If I don't make it—"
"Dean, don't—"
"If I don't make it, promise me you won't bring me back as a zombie." Dean twisted his lips into as much of a grin as he could manage. "Or I swear, I'll eat those tasty college boy brains of yours."
The fleeting smile passed involuntarily up to Sam's face, flickered in his reddened eyes. It was enough for Dean; enough to capture the image, take it with him into darkness as he finally released his grip on consciousness. He didn't hear Sam chiding his tasteless sense of humour, but he felt the cold ground falling away and strong arms beneath him.
