E/O Challenge: Fervor, Wall
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"Let him go, Meg."
Dean held the Colt steady, pointed at her forehead.
"Oh, you mean Sammy here? Sure…" With a slight movement of her hand, Sam was lifted higher onto the wall in which he was pinned. Dean clutched the colt tighter in his hand, and Meg could sense his evident fervor.
"You put my family through hell, Dean. I'm just returning the favor."
Dean suddenly felt himself being propelled backward into the wall, nearly knocking him unconscious. He could feel and smell the blood trickling from his nose. Killing Meg was going to be harder than he thought.