Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. If I did, every dispute between Sam and Dean would be solved by an exuberant game of Ro-Sham-Bo, and there would probably be some Gay Chicken every once in a while.
Challenge Word: Alarm
Word Count: 100.
A/N: So, Enkidu07 was all "I would love it if you would continue this, because hurt!Dean and caring!worried!Sam make me drool all over myself with glee!"
...I'm paraphrasing.
But I agree with that sentiment! And we all know it generally only takes the smallest bit of prompting for me to bend to your will when it comes to bringing on some Dean whumpage.
So everybody thank Enkidu07 for this. And, yes, I'm planning to write more and more of this until I run out of steam. Then I shall refuel, and write some more. Because that's what winners do.
Summary: E/O Challenge: Alarm. In which Dean gets harpooned by one fugly sunovabitch.
Backup
(Two nights ago...)
The scent of blood wasn't particularly alarming; It was more the stumbling gait of his brother that worried Sam. As he got closer, he noticed that Dean was holding his right arm at an odd angle, away from his body. And that was when he noticed the barb sticking out of his side.
Rushing forward, he caught Dean just before he fell to the cement.
"I'm gonna pull it out, okay?" His voice was shaky with fear and adrenaline, but Dean didn't seem to notice.
"Pull wha' out S'mmy?"
"One... two-" A gutteral scream shook them both.