E/O Drabble Challenge: Word-DRIP
Disclaimer: Winchesters, no-ot mine.
A/N: Two drabbles this week with a form of DRIP. Gah! I couldn't get DRIP to work, it had to be DRIPPING. lol. So... Hope you guys enjoy them. Thanks for letting me play the Drabble Game. ;0)
Where's Sammy?
His shoulders ached, the cable holding them tight overhead... Why did his brother always save him right as the fat lady was about to sing? Why couldn't Sammy show up while the fat lady was warming up, before she went out on the stage to sing? He chuckled weakly, the chuckle turning into a choking cough. Stars bursting brightly across his vision... as the pain spiked up a notch... blood dripping from his mouth... Finally, the sweetest sound, his name spoken in his little brother's gruff whisper. Winchester rescues might not be early, but at least they were never late.
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