Disclaimer: This is a transformative work based on the original creation of E. Kripke. No money was made from this work. You can send a Winchester to check if you need to. Really…. No problem….
E/O CHALLENGE – Special PADavis Edition
A/N: I am honoured to count myself among the talented legions now at play…. AND A very happy b-day to one of my favourite authors. Luckily, we seem to like the same things in our fics.
Word: Dry
Word count: 100 on the nose, baby!
Special Request: Delirious, delusional, dopey, or drowsy Dean.
Drowsy
Sam and Bobby watched from the kitchen as Dean's head started to bob and his eyelids fluttered before jerking himself awake, blinking hugely.
"Why won't he just give in," Sam moaned. "He's got to rest."
"Stubborn-ass Winchester's why," Bobby commented drily.
"I hid the red bull, replaced the coffee with de-caf and put 3 gravol in his chile."
"Tells ya how bad the nightmares are then, don't it."
Sam waited until Dean's breathing evened out. Moving to his side, he gently re-positioned Dean so he was lying comfortably, letting his hand linger on his wrist.
"Saaammm?"
"Sleep. I'll watch."
"'K."
A/N: Just one more…. Really….
