A/N: Hey there folks!!!
Sorry for the delay! I was on a music festival last week and after I got back home I caught a frigging cold… :(
A/N: Thank you all for your wonderful reviews, alerts and favs!!! You guys keep me going! Honestly!! It means the world to me! ;)
And be assured, I will reply to everyone!!! Promise!!
A/N: Like always the hugest of thanks to Enkidu07 for still taking the time to beta'ing my stuff! Honey, you're amazing! *smishes you*
A/N: This, like all the other chaps is for Muffy!! Hope you still like it, hon!! ^^
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"Dean, it's really me. What happened? Are you alright? And what happened to Sam?" Bobby didn't dare to move. He could tell that it was just a matter of minutes until Dean's strength would be completely vanished. The gun was still aimed at him but Dean's hand had dropped back onto the mattress, the gun too heavy to hold it up any longer.
"Dean, what's wrong with Sam?" Bobby's gaze travelled to he slumped figure on the bed. His brow furrowed in concern at the stark pallor of Sam's face.
For the first time he noticed the small puddle of blood on the floor around Sam's right foot. A bloody trail ran from his upper thigh the whole way down to the floor.
Fuck! That wasn't good at all!
Dean's glassy eyes followed Bobby's.
"Touch him and I'll kill you!" The voice weak but determined. He battled to lift the gun again but had to give up after a few fruitless tries.
For the third time in less than ten minutes his index finger tightened around the trigger of the 9mm.
He had to watch out for Sammy! That was all that mattered!
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TBC…
