My first attempt at a drabble...hopefully its somewhat decent!
Challenge word is over. Happy birthday Bhoney!
Sam pounded on the door to the freezer room, his eyes locking onto the prone form of his brother. Yanking the heavy door open, Sam rushed into the room, eyes watering as they were assaulted by a cloud of frigid air. Shivers shook Dean's body as Sam rolled him over, worry pulsating through his body at Dean's pale face and blue lips.
"S'm…" Dean blinked, frozen eyelashes sticking together. "It's cold…"
"I know, oh god Dean. I'm getting you out of here. You'll be ok, I've got you now."
"Sam? Next time, no freezer room ghosts?"
"Sounds good to me."
Please review! I hope it wasn't too bad!