DRABBLE: 7. Prayer
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tarotgal7. Prayer
(Supernatural)
Dean could hear Sam down the hall, coughing. Was it just the trials or was he sick again?
His hands folded on the bed, legs bent at the knees, head hung, Dean once again pleaded for Castiel’s help. By now, he was pretty sure the angel wasn’t listening. But just in case, Dean kept asking. Talking to Cas was different from praying somehow. But he was willing to talk to anyone who could help Sam.
“heh-EHtchhhh!” Sam sneezed.
Sick again, then. Dean grabbed the spare blanket off the foot of his bed and went in search of his little brother.
(Supernatural)
Dean could hear Sam down the hall, coughing. Was it just the trials or was he sick again?
His hands folded on the bed, legs bent at the knees, head hung, Dean once again pleaded for Castiel’s help. By now, he was pretty sure the angel wasn’t listening. But just in case, Dean kept asking. Talking to Cas was different from praying somehow. But he was willing to talk to anyone who could help Sam.
“heh-EHtchhhh!” Sam sneezed.
Sick again, then. Dean grabbed the spare blanket off the foot of his bed and went in search of his little brother.
