Title: Sprint

E/O Challenge: Grapple

Words: 200 (sorry! I wrote it and couldn't figure out how to shorten it):

Spoilers: None


It's his instinct. Don't stop. He's not sure he knows how to.

The thing is behind him. His brother is who the hell knows where. He's running, heart pumping to the beat of his footsteps hitting the creaky wooden floor.

He hears an angry cry. He turns around quickly; the thing has disappeared.

He relaxes for a split second before he trips over the lamp that they knocked down earlier. Sprawled on the floor, he rolls over to see the thing above him on the next level holding up a huge boulder.

It falls. He sits still, can't move.

At the last moment, a rough hand grapples his wrist and he is dragged out of the way. The boulder smashes through the floor.

"Whew, that was a close one," Dean says, wiping sweat from his forehead and taking in his brother's pale face. He frowns. "Geez Sammy. You don't look too good."

Sam, panting and eyeing the spot where he had once been a second ago, turns back and gives his brother an incredulous look. "Hmm, I wonder why, Dean!"

Dean shrugs. "Hey, don't take that tone with me, if it weren't for me, you'd be a pancake now!"

... Don't ask me how he got the rock. I don't know. He knows magic, I guess :P Hope you enjoyed!