Genre/pairing: Gen, h/c, no lovey-dovey
Characters: Sam and Dean
Word count: 3,739
Summary: Based on roque_clasique's prompt at the ohsam comment fic challenge. Happy belated birthday, bb! "After a grave head injury, Sam has never looked less like himself. The guy he sees in the mirror? That's not him. And for a kid who's trying his darnedest just to hold it together enough to believe in the rest of the world, it's pretty rough not to recognize even yourself..."
Spoilers: Light Season Seven
Warnings: Cussin', that's about it.
Disclaimer: Playin' in Kripke's sandbox, etc., etc.
Author's Notes: And once again, tesserae_ has made me a better person. Her beta skills are incomparable. Also on board was dear_tiger, whose medical knowledge was invaluable and hopefully, will lend credibility to my flagrant abuse of All Things Hospital. Ladies, kisses all 'round. And as always, concrit is heartily welcomed! We can't grow if we can't learn. ♥
(Cross-posted at AO3, for your downloading pleasure.)
AWAKE, hosted at my journal...