"Yeah, well, Stanford isn't exactly a place I want to be right now." Not after today and he didn't exactly seeing it get any easier.
Sam could be single-minded, could be just like Dad when he set his mind to doing something. What he wanted to do now was get packed up, get out. Had to get out. He couldn't stick around like this, couldn't take the risk...
But Dean was standing in his way. "Dean, no, we have to go--"
His protests were cut short by that hug though, the way Dean held onto him like that, asked him again to stop. He let his eyes drift shut a moment before he let his his arms come up around Dean in return. "Hey--"
He took in a breath, trying to steady himself. "It's not your fault, Dean. I don't blame you, okay? Knew what I was getting into... I'm not stupid." He just kinda hoped that maybe it wouldn't come out so soon, that he'd make it through college at least...
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Sam could be single-minded, could be just like Dad when he set his mind to doing something. What he wanted to do now was get packed up, get out. Had to get out. He couldn't stick around like this, couldn't take the risk...
But Dean was standing in his way. "Dean, no, we have to go--"
His protests were cut short by that hug though, the way Dean held onto him like that, asked him again to stop. He let his eyes drift shut a moment before he let his his arms come up around Dean in return. "Hey--"
He took in a breath, trying to steady himself. "It's not your fault, Dean. I don't blame you, okay? Knew what I was getting into... I'm not stupid." He just kinda hoped that maybe it wouldn't come out so soon, that he'd make it through college at least...