Disclaimer: This is a transformative work based on the original creations of E. Kripke. Not making a cent here... seriously. Send a Winchester to check my pockets. Seriously.
A/N: Spoilers to 4.22. Sorry to take so long in getting this up. RL is taking its bite out of me again… I am slowly getting to reviews….
Word Count: 200 on the bunny's nose! *It's the finale – had to be a double drabble*
When Dean winked out to the sound of wings, Bobby grabbed Alec and headed for the basement. It took him almost three hours to put back everything he'd taken out for Sam's de-tox. Then he shut and locked the door and settled down to wait.
By the time darkness fell, he was getting antsy. Last time two times he'd been with the boys. Not the ditchable prom date he was tonight.
Damn angels.
Bobby told himself it was just to pass the time. Comfort the damn rabbit.
Knew it looked like Yosemite Sam cuddling Bugs.
It grew darker, if possible, and Bobby resisted looking at the clock. Somehow he knew that the time was short. His boys in danger. Both of them. His greatest hope that they would at least face it together. He'd told them long ago that they were at the centre of this war, and he'd never been sorrier to be right.
"I meant what I said. I don't know a better man. Dean'll be back for us. And I'd lay dollars to donuts he'll have Sam with him."
Nothing would make Bobby admit that he'd been talking to a damn rabbit. Or stroking it for hours.
A/N: Hope this doesn't disappoint. Bunny drabbles will likely be on hiatus until S5 (and I answer ALL my reviews…). Thanks to everyone who has been so supportive of this little series!