missmara13

Same universe as the one from late Friday night/early Saturday morning with Ryan injured in the woods and Dean trying to help him. The universe is expanded slightly here, but still explains pretty much nothing unless you recognize a single reference to ANOTHER fandom that I like even though I've never written fic for it and have only seen like 6 episodes of the first season of... lol

Another Untitled SPN/The OC Snippet

Ryan woke up again as Dean was finishing up the stitches in what remained of his arm. "How bad?" Ryan asked through parched lips.

"Bad," Dean replied. "Don't know if it's gonna work right anymore."

"How much blood you think I lost?" Ryan whispered. "Was it..."

"Not enough," Dean said firmly. "You'll be fine, we just need to get plenty of fluids into you, and..."

"Do we have fluids?" Ryan asked.

"We can melt snow," Dean said, grabbing the cup he'd filled with boiled snowmelt and set aside so it could cool and bringing it up to Ryan's lips, helping him swallow it. "And I've got some good whiskey for you to guzzle before I deal with your leg."

"I'm not going anywhere for a while, am I?" Ryan asked.

"Probably not," Dean agreed. "But this place is cozy. I saw signs of big game as we were walking..."

"You mean as you drug me through the woods?"

"Same difference," Dean said. "But I can get us fresh meat. We'll be okay. We can hold out long enough for that leg to heal, then we'll..."

"We'll what?" Ryan said. "There's nowhere to go..."

"We'll go back to Thunder Mountain," Dean said, absently brushing Ryan's hair back off his face. "They'll tell me all about how I fucked up your leg and try to convince us to let them re-break it so they can set it right, and I'll tell them that they'll do that over my dead body, and you'll just sleep through it all because you've learned to tune out my yelling."

Ryan smiled half heartedly. "What'll they say about my arm?" he asked, already drifting off to sleep again.

"They'll wanna amputate it, even if you can move all your fingers, because it looks so bad that being gone would look better, but I'll threaten to cut off their arms if they try and they'll back off."

Ryan smiled slightly. "If I don't..."

"You'll be fine," Dean said firmly. "Just shut up and go to sleep so I can wrap you're arm while you're unconscious, because next time you wake up, I'm getting you drunk and fucking with your leg."

Ryan snorted, whincing slightly. "That sounds all kinds of wrong," he whispered.

"It does, doesn't it?" Dean agreed. "Go to sleep, nothing's gonna get you while I'm here."

"Know that," Ryan said, shifting a little. "When you gonna sleep?"

"Later," Dean whispered.
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Hmmm... lol I do so like Hurt!Ryan and Protective!Dean... I promise to eventually explain Sam's absense (And for once I"m thinking that he WON'T be dead, unlike in both Black Friday and Deathlands! lol)