E/O Challenge: Pressure

Happy birthday Onyx Moonbeam!!

"You're a butcher," Dean said, wincing as Sam pulled a bullet from his brother's arm.

"At least you're alive. Here," Sam pressed some gauze onto the wound to stop the bleeding. "Put some pressure on this while I get some bandages."

Dean took a swig of Jack Daniels as he held the gauze to his arm.

"If you would have shot the damn thing when I told you to, I wouldn't be bleeding right now!"

"It shifted into Mom, Dean. How am I supposed to shoot Mom?"

"It wasn't Mom. It was a monster, and it deserved to die."