bardicvoice (bardicvoice) wrote,

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Day Eighteen of 41 Days of Metallicar ...

 Here's today's 100-word contribution to the 41 Days of Metallicar celebration! I knew that I wanted to write this one eventually ...

He knew where he was.
He swam up out of the dark groggy and aching, not remembering why or when. But the steady, rumbling vibration beneath him was soothing and right, and the soft voices of his brother and his Dad were calm and reassuring, blending into the undertone of rock music playing at a background low. He smelled leather and sweat and gun oil and wool, felt smooth coolness beneath his cheek and scratchy softness tucked under his chin. He curled back into the firm support that cradled him.
He knew where he was.
Safe at home.
He slept.


Tags: fanfic drabbles, impala, supernatural

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