Today's my birthday and as I wasn't doing anything special (unless you want to call cleaning and food shopping special) I decided to upload something overdue instead. Seems like the edit-option of doesn't like me today...sorry about that.
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The line of the horizon looked distantly wavering before Deans eyes and he knew behind it was a bus stop where a overheated vehicle would take Sam away from him.
Leaning against the smooth blazing hot surface of the Impala, Dean watched Sam settling things for the 20 hour trip to California. He had played with the scenario in his mind, tried out different ideas the last night but now everything seemed so different. He had wanted to just let him out at the bus stop with a few friendly words, maybe turn around and get in the car and away while Sam was occupied with bringing in his stuff. Now he was just standing there, waiting for Sam to say goodbye.
He wanted to say goodbye and get in the car. What he did was lunging forward, pressing Sam with one arm against him in one swift movement and let go even faster. Dean stared at his brothers face for a good moment before he opened the car door, gave him a small nod and got in.
The way home felt awfully quiet, Dean kept his gaze firm and unblinking on the street ahead of him. And the horizon seemed to blur right in front of his eyes.
