Title: Baby, it's cold outside
Author: Enkidu
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine.
Challenge Word: Over. With some special love for bhoney on her birthday! Dean isn't hypothermic... but he's not so hot either.
A/N: This is a snippet from a longer piece I am working on. Hopefully it stands alone. But there will be more. With actual dialog. And in the meantime, Sam is watching over Dean.
A/N2: The rugged fire is totally for Mad Server.

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Darkness fell quickly. Faint sky was visible through darkening branches and an aching chill swept through the forest.

Sam helped Dean rest against the base of an old pine and then quickly gathered enough wood to last the night. Dean called out periodically, demanding a verbal report whenever Sam went out of eyeshot, not allowing him out of earshot.

Sam built the fire close. Poked at it until the flames were rugged, then kept it in his periphery so his night vision wouldn't be compromised.

Satisfied, he pulled Dean closer. Steadfast, he argued patiently, convincing his overtired brother to sleep.

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end. for now.