Chapter Text
Date: December 20, 2009
Challenge Word: Belt
Word Count: 100 on the dot
Timeline: Pre-series, Dean about 14 and Sam 10, although they could be any age up until Sam leaves for Stanford
Blood flows thick, hot, tacky down his side, making his shirt cold and clammy.
Yeah. Not good.
Then his little brother's beside him, slipping a skinny arm around his waist, keeping him upright, all worried-puppy expression.
His head swims. The world tips. Gotta tape up… but… first… he can hear Sammy's breathing, quick and harsh… reassure Sammy… then get back to the Impala…they're moving, somehow… and wait for dad. He feels as though he's been belted a good one.
Impala and wait. Those are his orders. Or at least he thinks they're his orders…
Leather seat. "I gotcha, Dean."
