Dean lets the phone drop to the floor and grabs the front of Sam's shirt with one hand. "Sam? It's okay. It's okay. We're gonna be okay."
It's really fucking not okay. Hold it together. Keep breathing. Look after Sammy.
Dean pulls himself forward along the ground, grits his teeth at the feeling in his leg, but keeps going until he's close enough to see the sticky blood in his ears and the shallow, fast, fast, fast, intakes of breath. He brings a shaking palm up to rest gently over his head, and pulls it away with fresh, warm blood coating his palm. "Sam?" he chokes out, gently shaking him. "Can you wake up, Sam? Come on, little brother. Wake up for me."
The ambulance is taking too fucking long and Sam isn't waking up and there's blood, blood everywhere. His leg feels like it's shattered and Sam, Sam isn't okay. He's really not okay
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I love this mantra of Dean's: It's really fucking not okay. Hold it together. Keep breathing. Look after Sammy.
Sam latching onto Dean's voice. Dean keeping him alive. Dean desperately willing the ambulance closer for Sam's sake. A beautifully written, emotional scene.
Dean lets the phone drop to the floor and grabs the front of Sam's shirt with one hand. "Sam? It's okay. It's okay. We're gonna be okay."
It's really fucking not okay. Hold it together. Keep breathing. Look after Sammy.
Dean pulls himself forward along the ground, grits his teeth at the feeling in his leg, but keeps going until he's close enough to see the sticky blood in his ears and the shallow, fast, fast, fast, intakes of breath. He brings a shaking palm up to rest gently over his head, and pulls it away with fresh, warm blood coating his palm. "Sam?" he chokes out, gently shaking him. "Can you wake up, Sam? Come on, little brother. Wake up for me."
The ambulance is taking too fucking long and Sam isn't waking up and there's blood, blood everywhere. His leg feels like it's shattered and Sam, Sam isn't okay. He's really not okay ( ... )
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I love this mantra of Dean's:
It's really fucking not okay. Hold it together. Keep breathing. Look after Sammy.
Sam latching onto Dean's voice. Dean keeping him alive. Dean desperately willing the ambulance closer for Sam's sake. A beautifully written, emotional scene.
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