Challenge Word: Pour
Warnings/Spoilers: Loose tag for episode 7.08, Season 7, Time For a Wedding. Graphic violence and angst. Not a happy drabble.
100 words per MS Word Count
Looking Out for Number One
By Swellison
Dean stared at his whiskey shot, Sam's words running through his mind. "Take care of yourself."
He didn't know how to do that. Liar, his conscience accused, swamping him with memories.
SPN*SPN*SPN*SPN*SPN*SPN*SPN
Dean lay on the rack, five turns of the wheel into this torture session. Sammy'z not three inches taller'n me now. Coherent thought splintered, overtaken by agonizing pain. Forcing open his blood-leaking eyes, he saw Alistair, pouring salt over the wounds on his stomach and abdominals, moving inexorably towards his face, his eyes—for the millionth? billionth? time. Something snapped.
"STOP!" Dean screamed. "I'll do it!"
Alistair smiled triumphantly.
A/N: Like I said, not a happy drabble. I started wondering when was the last time that Dean put himself before others - you know, like I wonder, when's the last time Dean wore his leather jacket? –and this is what I came up with. Now, go read something merry and gay, and feel free to comment on this one, first;-)