Random Oneshots

Supernatural

Dean walked through the door of the newest crappy motel quickly. He was obviously in a state of pure panic. Sam came in behind him, carrying an unconscious Charlie. The demons had thrown her against a wall, hard, about half an hour ago. "Get her some water, Sammy." Dean ordered, his voice cracking. A tear ran down his face as he stroked Charlie's hair. Sam came back into the room with a glass of water and a wet rag. Dean was now crying, and Sam was pacing. Dean placed the wet rag on Charlie's forehead and the water on the bedside table. "Come on...come on, Charlie." Dean whispered weakly. "This is all my fault, Sammy. If I hadn't-" Dean's voice cut off suddenly. Sam rushed over just as Charlie's eyes fluttered open. The boys let out a breath they didn't know they were holding and hugged her. "We thought we'd lost you," Dean said quietly. "Wha-what happened?" Charlie asked. "That doesn't matter now, you're ok." Sam said with relief. After fussing over her for a while, Sam went on a supply run and brought back pie for everyone. The group settled down to watch a movie, and soon fell asleep.

A/N: So this is my first oneshot, but I had the idea a while ago and thought it would be sweet.
~A