One-Shots

About Today

Sam is having the worst Tuesday of his life and it keeps happening.

Dean dies (choked on a hotdog).

Dean dies (slipped in the shower).

Dean dies (crushed by a falling piano).

Dean dies (hit by a speeding car).

Dean always dies, the how of it doesn’t really matter anymore.

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The Seventh Tuesday

“Sit there. Don’t move and don’t touch anything,” Sam says, pointing to the plastic motel chair in the middle of the room. Narrowing his eyes, he adds, “Don’t even scratch your nose. And I mean it, Dean.”

Dean shoots him an incredulous look, but Sam cuts him off before he can argue.

 “Look, just listen to me for once, okay?” Sam asks, his voice taking on a slightly desperate pitch.

Dean slumps into the chair and spreads his knees wide, looking much like a sulky teenager unused to not getting his way. An hour later, he’s shaking his left leg so hard that Sam can hear the jingle of the change in his brother’s pocket from ten feet away.

Thirty minutes after that, Dean stands. Sam, who had been researching time loops on the laptop, only to come up with stupid articles on Groundhog Day starring Bill Murray, snaps, “What are you doing?”

“Gotta pee,” Dean explains with a shrug. Then, after a brief moment of contemplation, he adds, “And you’re not coming with me. I’m pretty sure I’m a big boy, Sam.”

Sam glares. “Sit back down. I’ll just go get you a bottle.”

“Um, no.” Dean says standing. “I swore that after I got my own car, I’d never take a leak in a bottle again. Had enough of that when we were kids running around with Dad.”

Grimacing, Sam nods, remembering all the embarrassing experiences that took place in their father’s car when he couldn’t be bothered to stop for bathroom breaks during their constant drifting from town to town. Realizing there’s no use arguing with Dean, he stands as well and says, “Fine. But I’m totally going with you.”

Which means Sam sees it when Dean trips over the old rug on the tiles of the motel bathroom and cracks his skull against the tub.

And Sam decides that Dean’s not allowed to go to the bathroom any more, at least not until Wednesday.

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The Eleventh Tuesday

Sam knows his brother is brave when he wants to be.

Thus, it comes as no surprise when Dean tries to stop the guy outside the liquor store from beating up his girlfriend. However, it does come as a bit more of a surprise when the girl chunks a bottle at Dean’s head for daring to interfere.

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The Twenty-Third Tuesday 

One minute, two minutes tops.

That’s all Sam had spent talking to the suspicious-looking young man at the other end of the dingy bar. So how did Dean manage to get a hold of a fifth of tequila in that time? Sam hadn’t known people actually shouted “chug chug chug!” outside of frat parties, but he learns something new every day. 

“Dean!” he hisses, snatching the nearly-empty bottle from his brother’s hand, much to the dismay of the patrons circling them. “Are you completely stupid?”