Apr 7, 2014
"I need a doctor."
{ sam laughed softly, closing in on his prisoner and gently taking one of his hands, pressing a feather light kiss to his wrist where the skin was rubbed raw from his shackles }
“ There’s hardly any need for a doctor, I can fix you up myself. “
{ the captain smirked, walking to his desk to search for his makeshift ace bandage, which he brought back to castiel. sam gently cleaned the skin before wrapping up both wrists, smiling at his work }
“ See, who needs a doctor? “
