Chapter 3
"Shit." He heard Dean over his own heaving and then there were hands on him, manhandling him around. "Just let it out, it's okay, I'll clean her up later. It's okay, Sammy."
The babbling was comforting and so was the hand on his forehead, holding him. After the first wave he was only bringing up bile and not long after that he was dry
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