Rhyme of the Ancient Winchester
Part Five: Against the Tide
Without the ruby to hold them back,
The waves celebrated with a crash.
The tired brothers began to sink
As they succumbed to nature's lash.
As hopeless as it seemed
Dean still smiled, he'd found Sam.
And that was worth everything.
Even if it'd gotten out of hand.
"Dean?" Sam yelled above the gale.
"Yeah?" Dean cried as the water came close.
Sam pointed out in the distance, where
Dean looked. Sam nodded, "Is that a boat?"
Dean's reply was drowned in the roar.
All the noise faded in the eerie calm
Beneath the bombarding blue as they drifted,
Lulled into nightmares by the ocean's song.
"Didn't we fish him out already?"
"A week ago, but now there's one more."
"Grab more blankets! Get the kit!"
"Jeeze, and I thought he was battered before."
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What's that sound I hear?
What's that beeping noise?
The world feels solid as I wake,
Listening to a familiar voice.
"Dean?" Sam asks quietly from
The hospital bed next to mine.
Opening my eyes to see him,
I know now that we'll be fine.
My skin prickles feeling burned.
Every muscle of mine is sore,
I smile at him with cracked lips.
"Guess we learned pirate lore."
Sam relaxes to see I'm awake.
"And," Sam sighs, "We got the job done."
I nod and croak, "Even if we never got
Treasure and the pirates got all the fun."
Sam's laughter puts me at ease.
"Promise me," I say tiredly,
Sam sits up to listen closer,
"We won't take another case by sea."
Sam nods, happy to agree.
After this less than pleasant battle,
As the poets say, now we can
Continue on the road less traveled.
the end