Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2012-04-13 12:37 am
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When Sam woke, it was in a bed that wasn't his own and without his dad or brother in sight... needless to say, there was a lot of freaking out. He fumbled out of bed and went looking through the apartment he was in... only to find a dog and not much else. Nothing that would tell him where he was anyway or where Dad or Dean was, when they'd be back.
He even got desperate enough to grab the phone and try their numbers... only to find them no longer in use which was just... even weirder. Now he was even more worried.
He even got desperate enough to grab the phone and try their numbers... only to find them no longer in use which was just... even weirder. Now he was even more worried.
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Things had changed so drastically from the time when Sam could've walked away, when he could've loaded himself up and gone anywhere like when he'd went all the way to Stanford. But things had changed in general... Dean was with him, wasn't siding with Dad or trying to drag him back into a life he'd been miserable in.
Felt like Dean had his back on everything now and... he liked to think he had Dean's too, would go along with Dean and whatever he wanted to do. Part of him was worried still, shaken and unable to stop thinking this would shatter somehow, that they'd be tossed back in something neither of them wanted... it had happened, with the demon and the curses and people finding out what they really were. Nothing was making him walk away from this though, not when it was important to both of them.
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Dean shuddered, rocking his hips to press up into Sam's hand and back down into each thrust. He was getting close now. It was always so good with Sam. "Sammy..."
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He panted against the other, relaxing against his brother as he started to come down.
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