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withimpunity) wrote2008-04-01 12:13 pm
withimpunity) wrote2008-04-01 12:13 pm
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spn drabble: first step toward exile
Title: First Step Toward Exile
Pairing: Gen; Sam
Rating: PG
Words: 100
Prompt: Forbidden Fruit for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
100_ghosts
Disclaimer: All your Sammeh are belong to Kripke.
Sam’s hands trembled. He could feel the blood rushing in his ears, feel droplets of sweat slide down the back of his neck. If he did this, there would be no turning back.
Quickly, he scribbled across the dotted line in a handwriting that looked nothing like his own.
John Winchester.
He knew Dad was going to be pissed when he found out, but that afternoon he just ran, the wind his face and the ground under his feet. Dean was waiting for him when he was done.
“I made the team.”
“Hope it’s worth it.”
It was. Every second.
Pairing: Gen; Sam
Rating: PG
Words: 100
Prompt: Forbidden Fruit for
100_ghosts Disclaimer: All your Sammeh are belong to Kripke.
Sam’s hands trembled. He could feel the blood rushing in his ears, feel droplets of sweat slide down the back of his neck. If he did this, there would be no turning back.
Quickly, he scribbled across the dotted line in a handwriting that looked nothing like his own.
John Winchester.
He knew Dad was going to be pissed when he found out, but that afternoon he just ran, the wind his face and the ground under his feet. Dean was waiting for him when he was done.
“I made the team.”
“Hope it’s worth it.”
It was. Every second.