E/O Challenge word: sheet
Disclaimer: I got nuthin', I get nuthin', *sniff*
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The intense pain in his chest made it nearly impossible to see his little brother. It seemed like he was looking at a sheet of ice.
Finally, a shadow of his gigantic little brother made itself known to him along with the sound of the younger man's beautiful voice.
"Sammy?"
God it hurts to talk! Hell, it hurts to breathe. What's going on here?
"Hold still. Don't try to move, Dean. You've got a rod through your chest."
"Huh!" Dean managed to breathe out. "That explains a lot."
"Hush, Dean. No talking either. Try to relax, okay?"
"Geez, you're bossy!"
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