Summary: E/O CHALLENGE. Drabble words: ease and drug. Being in a mental institution isn't so bad. Sam has "friends" who help him forget what he's lost.
Word count Below the Line: 100 as always.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. This is for entertainment only, and not for profit.
Pink pills make the voices go away.
(…you walk out that door, Sam, don't bother coming back…)
Blue ones ease his mind.
(…relax, that's it, be a good boy…)
The really bad days are white.
(Dean! I want my brother! No! I don't belong here-)
White coats, white restraints, white electricity buzzing inside his head.
Soon Sam's too drugged out to care about anything.
"Where's my brother, you sonsofbitches?"
There's gunfire. And yelling. Sam sleeps, then he sleeps some more. When he finally wakes up he sees freckled tan skin and worried green eyes.
"I'm here, Sammy. I'm here."