A/N: Another update. So this one's based on fire, because fires seem to revolve a lot around the Winchesters. If you like this drabble, you might like my story 'Three Times'. Anyway, read on and enjoy! And if you can, please review; it really helps me write.

Extremes

Fire

Sam rolled to a side as a burning beam fell next to him. Coughing, he rose unsteadily, eyes streaming with tears from the smoke. The old house they were currently in had somehow caught alight, which was good, because the spirit would be gone, but bad because he and Dean were still inside.

Dean.

Oh God.

"Dean?!" Sam yelled.

Suddenly, a figured lurched to his side. Their faces were blackened from the ash, and they were coughing, but it didn't matter, because it was Dean and he was alive.

"Sammy. Let's get out of here," Dean coughed out.

Sam followed his brother out, saved from another fire once again by his older brother.