the story of my life...

[angelgazing]

1) My to-do list just keeps growing.
2) I think luzdeestrellas needs to be writing Jenson/Jared = Dan/Casey. And I don't do rpf, man.
3) Mmm pineapple smoothies and vodka...
4)

He doesn't stumble, but Dean was expecting it anyway, put a hand out to wrap his fingers around Sam's elbow anyway. Stumbling or no. The ground is uneven, and Sam feet aren't steady, not like the tickle--the blood flow from his side--so Dean guides him, pretending to tug him along, his fingers sharp on the Sam's arm.

"Well," Dean says, and they both pretend his voice doesn't quake with it, "we got the sons of bitches."

But his knuckles are white around his shotgun. They both breathe deep, in sync, and it rattles. They keep walking, but they don't stumble.

Comments

prompt worked!

[sleepismyfriend.livejournal.com]

I like it when you follow my prompt. hee!

And, as such, possibly slightly amused. ;0)

Re: prompt worked!

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

::hugs::

Thank you. :p