Summary:
Sam's leg was bleeding a lot, and the more he moved the more it bled. But in the light of the moon Dean’s face was sickly white, his lips suspiciously blue, and he couldn’t sit there and watch his brother die in the back seat of the impala.
Part of the Pieces Verse.
Chapter One
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/16568024/chapters/38820767