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[Sam] Lobotomy, please
Oct. 25th, 2006 09:24 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
starborn-scribe.livejournal.comWho: Sam, Dean
Where: Medical Facility (the Staff)
When: Day 23, morning
Invited: Anyone who can think of a reason to wander into Dean and Sam's room
Status: Incomplete
Sam wasn't sure if his eyes were open or closed anymore. He'd been staring at the concrete ceiling of the room he and Dean shared since returning from the jail with Aiden. The headache had started when he was in the jail control room keeping an eye on Aiden -- who'd been less than grateful.
The woman's... womanly behavior was the least of his concerns now. No amount of painkillers would touch this damn headache. ( It was like the vision was trying to claw its way out of his skull through his eye sockets. )
Where: Medical Facility (the Staff)
When: Day 23, morning
Invited: Anyone who can think of a reason to wander into Dean and Sam's room
Status: Incomplete
Sam wasn't sure if his eyes were open or closed anymore. He'd been staring at the concrete ceiling of the room he and Dean shared since returning from the jail with Aiden. The headache had started when he was in the jail control room keeping an eye on Aiden -- who'd been less than grateful.
The woman's... womanly behavior was the least of his concerns now. No amount of painkillers would touch this damn headache. ( It was like the vision was trying to claw its way out of his skull through his eye sockets. )
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