STANDING TEARS

By: Karen B.

Summry: E/O word challenge. 200-word drabble. Word: Charm. Time Set: Set a few months after the Pilot.

Disclaimer: Not the Owner

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart
and bids it break. ~William Shakespeare

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The Impala stalled, bumping to a stop, jostling its bedraggled passenger awake.

"Dean?"

"Baby," Dean purred running a hand over the wheel. "Please? I just bought you brand new spark plugs." He caressed the dash sensually. "You know I love you. Come on, sweetheart."

Dean tried the ignition again.

Nothing.

"Can't charm her, Dean, it's not a chick."

"What would you know about charming a chick into anything... oh, crap!" Dean looked across at Sam.

Tears stood in the kid's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Sammy." Dean reached over and brushed at a drop.

The damn broke, and the standing tears fell.