Dean remembered Sam telling him after they'd moved to Savannah that he used to have other than brotherly thoughts about him while he was younger. Dean had been too messed up about Dad at the time to really think about it at the time. It still kind of puzzled him. As much as they fought and butted heads during those years, Dean sometimes wondered if Sam even liked him, let alone wanted him. Of course, he didn't figure Sam would say it if it wasn't true.

He gently took his hand back to finish off his pie, still smiling a little. Regardless of the past, they were together now and he was happy now.

"Any thoughts on what you want when we get back from the walk?"