Law of Fives
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LAW OF FIVES
Rating: K+
Genre: hurt comfort/angst
Word count: approx 100
Septicaemia.
Five little syllables that meant Dean's life was hanging in the balance;
Five days since the wendigo hunt;
Five gashes raked across Dean's back;
Five times Sam offered to help; five times Dean pushed him away;
Five hours since Sam found his brother collapsed outside the shower stall, fever-racked body seizing on the bathroom floor;
Five times Sam prayed beside the parchment grey, unconscious form buried beneath a terrifying lattice of tubes and wires;
Five long, silent days and nights watching, waiting, hoping;
xxxxx
Then; a blink, a whisper ... "S'mmy, y'look like crap."
Five words which showed everything was going to be alright.
xxxxx
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