A/N: Hey folks!! Sorry, I know I'm late. Work and some other plot bunnies got in the way. That and my major time issue…. . (Damn, I need a 36-hours-day!! This or much more coffee.)

Anyway, well, this is a tag to 'Born under a bad sign' so there are some spoilers. (Somewhere at least ^^)

I know something like this was done like a thousand times before but I just couldn't resist. *evil grins*

Ah, and these are two related drabbles.

A/N: My hugest thanks like always to Enkidu07 for still having the patience and kindness to beta my ramblings. The same goes to JeanyAlicia of course, too. ^^

I can't say how glad I am to have the two of you. :P *huge hug*

A/N: For everyone who's reading my other WIP stories, be assured that I'm working on updates right now. Work had took me away a bit but now I'm hopefully back in the saddle with some new plot bunnies and updates. :P So please stick with me a little longer. *puppy dog eyes*

Have fun reading! ^^

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This Suffering

"You couldn't save your dad. And deep down…you know that you can't save your brother. They'd have been better off without you".

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Shots in the dark.

Dean woke with a start. The throbbing pain in his shoulder intensified by the minute.

Disoriented eyes tried to make sense of their surroundings.

He felt sweat run down his forehead. Hell it was hot in here.

Slowly his blurry eyes focused on the other bed in the room. Sheets crumpled and tossed aside. But no Sam.

Alarm bells started ringing inside his head. No, not again…

He carefully sat up though a sudden wave of dizziness almost made him collapse back again.

He wanted to call out for Sam but all he could focus on right now was that overwhelming pain. It felt worse than before. He should have dealt with that bullet wound sooner but Sam was hovering around him the whole time. And the last thing the kid needed was another thing to be feeling guilty about.

A new deep burning pain shot through his shoulder and arm.

His vision greyed around the edges.

TBC…