Lack of keys seems to be a theme in my life lately. See: last night. Also: night before last.
I don't know why I feel the need to apologize for my continued drabbling, but. I'm sorry. Have a weird one?
There Is No Spare Part
Dean/Sam, PG-13, 100 words.
For
100_ghosts prompt #11, resurrection.
The first time Dean Winchester died, it was on paper, neatly filed in some county office in Missouri.
The second struck Sam as sadly predictable. Just a new form of fraud, like the credit cards that kept coming.
The third death nearly stuck. Most days, Dean wishes it had. Said so once while Sam was sucking him off. He says a lot of awkward shit during sex.
Dean doesn't remember the fourth. Not the research, not driving out to the woods. Nothing.
Sam remembers, though. Throat torn out, eyes empty.
There may have been a laying on of hands involved.