Enkidu07's Drabble Challenge

Prompt Word: "blanket".

Word Count: 100 words on the dot.

Other players in the challenge are now too many to list here! There're lots of people throwing snowballs around on this Supernatural playground. You can find the list of names at Enkidu07's profile page and/or OnyxMoonbeam's profile page. Also, to find all of the lovely drabbles, there's a sweet little C2 community out there to subscribe to and enjoy. You can find the link on their profile pages mentioned above.

Disclaimer: Neither the boys nor anything related to Supernatural belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with the boys, playing around with Eric Kripke's sandbox.

As Luck Would Have It

By: Vanessa Sgroi

Dean coughed, sucked what air he could through his congested nose, and hocked the resultant mess into the snow near his feet before crawling into the backseat of the Impala. He arranged the old blankets he'd just pulled from the trunk over him and Sam, who was lying scrunched up against the far door.

"I'b sowwy, Sabby," Dean muttered, mournfully.

"For what?"

"Fer not win'nen 'nough at pool ferra motel." Another cough wracked Dean's frame.

"'s not your fault, Dean. You're sick. And I was no help." Sam waved his bandaged arm.

"Is's gonna be a c-c-col' night."

"We'll survive."