Challenge Words: Dawn and Sore
Happy Belated Birthday to Laedie Duske who wanted the focus to be on Dean's tummy.
Warnings/Spoilers References NRFTW.
200 words per MS Word Count
The Woods Are Dark
By Swellison
"It's almost dawn!" Sam continued to grumble, following Dean along the deer trail. "We've spent the whole night chasin' our tails. Again. "
"Something killed those four hikers," Dean returned, "and I'm pretty sure—"
Words and breath were knocked out of him as some unseen force sprang at him, and Dean fell to the ground, sharp pain ripping across his stomach. He felt pressure and heard growling.
"DEAN!" Sam yelled. He raised his right hand, facial muscles rigid in concentration.
The weight lifted from Dean's belly and he saw Sam fling his hand rightwards. Something invisible crashed into the nearest tree. Sam whipped out his Taurus and blasted the base of the tree five times. A very dead, no-longer-invisible Hidebehind materialized under the tree.
Ignoring the fugly, Sam knelt by Dean, staring at the blood seeping through Dean's shredded jacket, frozen.
Whatthehell? Dean glanced downward, recognition dawning. Flashbacks are a bitch.
Raising his hand, he weakly slapped Sam's cheek.
Sam blinked.
"H-hate it when I'm right, sometimes." Dean panted. "Little sore here, Sammy."
"Dean!" Galvanized, Sam peeled the duffel off, digging for their medkit. "You're gonna be okay," he promised. "Let's get you patched up and back home, huh?"
A/N So I'm playing catch up and combined this week's and last week's words for a double drabble, hope you enjoyed.
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