The waiting game's one of the hardest to play

[gavemea_45]

He hates stitching himself up. He hates it even more when it's after a clusterfuck like this. If they hadn't thrown themselves through the window, the way things were going, that goddamn Alastair would have smashed them like bugs.

And Dean had recognized him.

One thing at a time.Sam hisses a curse under his breath as he shoves the needle

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[hopeitsworthit]

"Dude," Dean cuts in, from halfway across the room.

"You sure you don't want any help with that?"

Dislocated shoulder or no, Dean's still got one good arm.

[gavemea_45]

"Right," Sam returns, sardonically. "And which shoulder did you dislocate again?"

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean flicks him the finger -- using the hand on his injured arm.

Just because.

"Hey, I ain't the one making all the noise, now am I?"

Never mind that's he's the one wincing like a motherfucker.

[gavemea_45]

"Goes quicker that way," he insists.

"Just sit tight, okay? I'll put you back together when I'm finished here."