E/O Challenge: Trash
Trash Can Blues
"Out the window," Dean cried, racing after the shape-shifter.
"I've got the back," Sam shouted, heading for the rear of the building.
It was there that he discovered his brother, sprawled amongst piles of rotting-food; the men's room window, it seemed, opened directly onto the hotel's garbage. Bags that had cushioned the fall had split, depositing their contents all around. In the midst of this Dean was attempting to subdue the shifter; moments later it lay unconscious beside him.
He staggered to his feet, banana skins falling from his head.
"That's one way to take out the trash," Sam smirked.