SPN Fic - "Six-Fingered Sammy"
Title: Six-Fingered Sammy
Author: mad_server
Rating: PG13
Characters: Sam, Dean
Word Count: 100, on the nose
Summary: During "Faith," after the reaper has a go at Dean in the parking lot, Sam frets a little.
A/N: E/O Challenge, prompt word: "glimmer."
Disclaimer: That happiness is not mine.
Sam's stomach's burning.
Dean looks like crap again: glimmering grey skin, shaky hands drifting from the steering wheel, billowing chest as he drops into the chair. He shivers convulsively, massages his eyes.
"Feel OK?"
"Spectacular."
"Headache?" Sam's hands fidget, acutely empty. "I could..."
"...What?"
Impulsively, Sam slips around behind him, reaches for Dean's scalp - works the pads of his fingers over his skull, down the warm skin at his neck, back up to his forehead; feels him start to droop - rubs the eyebrows backwards, and Dean snorts, pushes him off.
"Six-Fingered Sammy, huh? Been awhile." Dean turns. "I'm still better."
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Author: mad_server
Rating: PG13
Characters: Sam, Dean
Word Count: 100, on the nose
Summary: During "Faith," after the reaper has a go at Dean in the parking lot, Sam frets a little.
A/N: E/O Challenge, prompt word: "glimmer."
Disclaimer: That happiness is not mine.
Sam's stomach's burning.
Dean looks like crap again: glimmering grey skin, shaky hands drifting from the steering wheel, billowing chest as he drops into the chair. He shivers convulsively, massages his eyes.
"Feel OK?"
"Spectacular."
"Headache?" Sam's hands fidget, acutely empty. "I could..."
"...What?"
Impulsively, Sam slips around behind him, reaches for Dean's scalp - works the pads of his fingers over his skull, down the warm skin at his neck, back up to his forehead; feels him start to droop - rubs the eyebrows backwards, and Dean snorts, pushes him off.
"Six-Fingered Sammy, huh? Been awhile." Dean turns. "I'm still better."
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end