Little fic thing inspired by the last episode, just getting in Dean's head a little bit. Any mistakes here are mine (unbeta'd).

( Spoilers: 7x14 )

Dean Just knelt in the mud, gripping Sam's body like his life depended on it. He was pretty sure it did. Sam.... was gone. The stabbing.... It had both been like it moved in the flash of an eye and time stood still. Dean was pretty damned sure that image had been burnt into his retina's for life ( Read more... )