A/N: A little creative editing got this under 100 words. Huzzah! This is my second week playing, and I want to thank all of you for the warm welcome and great words of encouragement. : P I look forward to get to know all of you guys better. I especially want to say Happy Birthday to Supernoodle!


Dean swore it was just a sore throat.

Six of them in one month, and Sam finally dragged Dean to a clinic, where Sam's own suspicions were confirmed.


"I can give you something to numb the pain temporarily, but they really should come out."

Dean snorted contemptuously, rubbing his miserable throat. Swallowing felt like he'd been drinking acid.

Sam patted his brother's leg in consolation. Surgery sucked.

"It won't be so bad, Dean. A few days off and all the Ben&Jerry's you want."

The older Winchester glared at the floor tiles, fuming at his body's betrayal.

"Damn removable parts."