Chapter Title: Sometimes Its Hard to Be Comfortable In Your Own Skin
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. Just borrowing Mr. Kripke's pretty toys. Promise to return them someday…
A/N: Drabble challenge with the usual and ever expanding suspects, including PADavis, Mad Server, Onyx Moonbeam, Iheartsam7, Orange Autumn, NC Girl, Nana56, Muffy Morrigan, mahtalie, Sherry Darling, supernaturalsammy67, TCB 0.5, twinchaosblade, InSecret, supernoodle, vanessa sgroi, moonlight80, Chailyn, Dream Painter, Enkidu07.
Word: Skin
Word count: 100 on the nose baby!
He knew deep down he didn't want to be conscious. It was warm here. And quiet.
Out there it was noisy. And cold.
And there was thumping, shaking the ground. Which hurt.
But duty called.
And really? Duty sucked.
"Dean?"
It was so quiet, Dean wasn't sure he'd heard it.
But he answered the call anyway.
"Sm?"
Or tried.
"Dean?" More insistent, accompanied by a big, warm hand. Also hurt.
Eyelids fluttered again, trying to focus on a giant knee.
"Smmam….smy."
Embarrassing, really.
"Can you tell my where you're hurt?"
"Skin."
"Dean?"
"Skin. Hurts. Everywhere."
"Your skin?"
"Hmm. And hair."
A/N: It strikes me that poor Dean has now been lying here for weeks! And why are my chapter titles trying to be longer than the title? Possibly more about that damn rabbit next time....