A drabble per episode: 9.23
One of my goals for this season is to write a 100-word drabble for each episode. And because of a conversation with kalliel in the comments on this post, I realized I had to go back to 9.23 as well.
It's different this time.
There's no sink, no soap, no clean towels. Sam cleans Dean's face with a flask of holy water and his own shirttail. There are no sheets to wrap him in. Sam covers him with his coat in the back seat of the Impala. There's no shellshocked, shattered family of victims whose nightmare happened to intersect with Sam's. No Bobby. Just Sam and his brother and the car and the long, dark drive home.
There's no need for a grave. Dean won't be gone that long; Sam will see to it.
Everything will be different this time.
It's different this time.
There's no sink, no soap, no clean towels. Sam cleans Dean's face with a flask of holy water and his own shirttail. There are no sheets to wrap him in. Sam covers him with his coat in the back seat of the Impala. There's no shellshocked, shattered family of victims whose nightmare happened to intersect with Sam's. No Bobby. Just Sam and his brother and the car and the long, dark drive home.
There's no need for a grave. Dean won't be gone that long; Sam will see to it.
Everything will be different this time.