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I'm a little late to the party, but here's my post for Red Right Hand's challenge. It's from my Supernatural spec.

I made it a jpeg but it was too blurry to read. How the hell do I turn it into a picture? I'm dumb. In the meantime, here it is, copied and pasted.



INT. NURSERY - DAY - DREAM

Dean is slumped in a chair right next to the crib, bleeding all over his chest. John sits on the rocker in the corner, holding baby Sam and rocking him gently.

JOHN
It's just going to keep happening.

DEAN
No.

JOHN
You think it matters whether or not you live or die? Sam's the one who matters. If you can't protect him, what are you good for?

DEAN
I've done plenty of good on my own.

JOHN
Temporary fixes. The bad guys are still out there. And when your body is finally rotting underground, they'll keep coming. They won't even remember your name.

Dean's getting pissed.

DEAN
Then I'll cut down as many as I can before that happens.

Baby Sam starts crying.

JOHN
See? Sam's psychic. He knows. You're small time. You've got a good handle on the minions, Dean, but when it really counts you can't come through. Sam's the one with the future. Your job is to protect him.

He throws baby Sam up in the air. Dean runs to catch him, but falls out of the chair onto the floor. He's too weak.

While Sam drifts slowly to the floor, John gets up and stands over Dean, who struggles to get up.

JOHN
Well? Are you gonna get up?

INT. CAVE - NIGHT

Dean sits up with a start and a gasp. A light shines into his eyes. Dean shields his face. Could he be out of the cave?

It's the flashlight. Cassy shines it on him. When she sees his hand blocking the light she moves it away.