Author's Note: It's the fabulous Onyx Moonbeam's birthday, and for this E/O drabble challenge she wanted something: dialogue heavy, focusing on phsyically hurt Dean (but not too bad) and fixing, protective Sam. Well, this whole drabble challenge is your party, and I hope this gives you a tight little shiver on your special day. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Challenge word: Pressure
Disclaimer: If they were mine I wouldn't do this to them. Honestly!
Word count: 100
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Tricks for Treating
Sam finds Dean in a puddle of evaporating ectoplasm. The contorted features, silence and stiff rocking all too familiar – his brother's in pain.
"Your arm?"
"Left… shoulder. Hurts."
Gentle pressure.
Gasping.
"Dislocation. Up."
Waves of excruciating pain keep him conscious.
"That's it. Bend forward 90 degrees."
An arm in his midriff and a hand on his neck guides him.
"Relax your arm, let it dangle."
Relax?
Sam lifts Dean's right arm, tilting his left towards the ground...
...and the joint slips back in. Immediately stopping the pain!
Cautious straightening.
"Wow! Neat trick."
"Research-geek, remember?"
Swore never to hurt you again.
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I hope you liked it! Now, a final chapter and we're done...