Surrender the Booty

By Carol M.

E/O Challenge, Halloween Edition…scary and sprained…Dean's pride isn't the only thing injured after getting tossed about in a cemetery on Halloween night…Hurt! Broken Ass! Dean Caring!Sam

Word Count: 200

Spoilers: None…can take place any season

Disclaimer: Don't own them, only love them!

Happy Halloween! Enjoy!

By the time Sam got the lighter to actually produce flame amidst the wet and windy weather, the ghost had already tossed Dean across the cemetery and was gunning for Sam next. Sam sighed in relief when the bones finally burned and the scary spirit dissolved harmlessly to the ground.

"Oooohhh god," Dean moaned pitifully from his keeled over position next to a crumbled headstone.

"Dean!" Sam hurried over to his brother, eyeing him for injuries. "Dean, what is it, man?"

Dean's eyes were clenched shut in agony, his hand scrabbling weakly at his lower back. "Oh god, dude, think I sprained my ass."

Sam gently pushed Dean forward and lifted his shirt, revealing a rapidly swelling purple welt over the offending area. He delicately probed the wound and Dean's eyes flew open, a few tears of torturous pain escaping.

"Scratch that," Dean gasped. "Think I broke my ass."

Sam carefully replaced the shirt. "Think it's your tail bone, bro. Should get you to the ER."

Dean groaned in protest. "Why, so they can give me some orthopedic ass donut? Plus, it's Halloween, Sammy. ER's gonna be nuts."

"Nuts with sexy bleeding pirate wenches, Dean. And painkillers."

"Shiver me timbers."

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