A/N- it's me again! You guys are all probably sick of me. Anyway, I had a new idea for drabbles and I wanted to try it out. This is the first one, and I've already got a few more planned out. Hope you guys enjoy! And for those of you who are reading 'Lost in an abyss of memories'- don't fret, I'm still working on it. The next chapter should be posted up tomorrow. So anyway, onwards with the story. Please review and tell me what you think!
Oops, sorry, I realised that I hadn't edited this and the heading and stuff went weird, so I'm reposting. Sorry if it confuses anyone.
Sam once again tripped over his own feet, nearly falling to the ground. Cursing, he regained his balance and continued to follow Dean.
"It-it-it's so c-c-cold," he chattered, his fingers entwined around each other in a desperate attempt to keep warm.
Dean turned around to face him. In the moonlight, his lips looked blue. Then Sam realised his lips were blue.
"S'alri-i-ght Sa-m-m-my… we're ne-nearly there…" Dean managed to give him a small smile and grabbed Sam's fingers, holding them between his own.
Somehow, Dean had managed to retain heat in his fingers, and Sam felt the numbness leave him.
The two trudged on, their breath rising above their heads in white clouds, floating off into the sky.