Title: A Night On The Town, A Night On His Back
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Drabble Challenge Word: "Chest"
Word Count: 100 words. I rock.
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Spoiler Alert: Season Four, set before "The Rapture"
A flutter of wings brought the angel to the darkened motel room. Sam was leaning over Dean, applying a wet towel to his bruised and bloodied face.
The elder Winchester tried to sit up, muttering "'m fine, Sam."
Sam's response was to push him gently back down onto the mattress. "Uh-huh. Now lie still."
"What happened to him?" Castiel questioned.
"He tried to gain access to a chest", Sam replied without turning around.
"I fail to see-"
"It belonged to a barmaid named Sherri. Her husband wasn't happy."
Castiel rolled his eyes.
"I saw that!" Dean yelled from the bed.
Author's Notes: A present for a great Dean Diva – her name in a fic AND some BangedUp!Dean. You rocketh my socks, girl!