I'm playing catch up so here is last weeks word, Back and this weeks, Bang, in one double drabble.

"S...S...Sammy, you sure it's j...just my head I hurt? I think my f...feet got messed up too..."

Dean's voice is slurred still and carries an undercurrent of whiney petulance.

Sam walks from the door and crouches in front of the older man where he sits in the Bunker library's wing-back chair. They are heading to the store cause Dean wants ice-cream and Sam hasn't the heart to say no to him but getting him ready to go is taking forever.

"What's wrong with them, Dean?"

Sam smiles indulgently, taking in the row of stitches closing the bang to Dean's head along with the black eye and split lip and recognizes it'll be a few days yet till he gets his usual big-brother back. Head injuries always make Dean a bit dippy!

"They've got huge overnight..."

Confused tears brim in Dean's dilated green eyes as he gestures to his foot where it rests halfway into his unlaced, clearly-too-small boot.

"If they keep growing like this I'm gonna have gigantor feet like yours."

Sam pats his knee comfortingly, holding up the pink boot.

"S'okay, Dean, you just got Charlie's boots instead of yours!"

Isn't it good to have our boys back for season 9? Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed sappy Dean.