E/O Challenge: Wicked

Sorry about this - it's probably a really obvious use of the drabble word, but the idea got stuck in my head and I couldn't shift it.


No Pun Intended

The witch had him just where she wanted; pinned against the wall, unable to move.

He'd been stupid to take her on alone, should've waited for Sam.

But maybe it was for the best. At least now only one Winchester would die today.

She moved closer, her fetid-breath warm against his face.

"Did you really think you'd stop me," she gloated, hand raised to deliver the fatal blow.

Suddenly his brother appeared, plunging the demon-knife deep into her body; killing her instantly.

Released from her hold Dean collapsed on the ground.

"Ding, dong," he gasped. "The wicked witch is dead."