Author's Notes: Pre-Crowley healing Bobby. Maybe pre-angels, not too clear. Drabbly. Hope you like.

Summary: Insane!Powers!Sam. Sam fixed Bobby, Dean's right here too…why isn't Bobby happy?

Gifts

"You know you can walk now right?"

Whatever the older hunter was going to say was cut off suddenly as he felt the tingling in his legs. Felt his legs.

He stood slowly in disbelief and Sam smiled manically, eyes wide, practically bouncing in excitement.

"See? See? I fixed you. You're okay now. I fixed you".

Bobby let his eyes trail slowly upward to the dark corner of the room where Dean hovered, smiling at his little brother's happiness.

"You're happy now, right? I did good?"

Sam had moved closer to Bobby, kneeling before him and looking up at his surrogate father with childish desperation for approval.

Bobby was dumbstruck.

"Of course he's happy Sammy". Dean emerged from the darkness and stood next to his brother "He's just surprised is all".

Dean's eyes slid to Bobby's with a slight edge.

"Right Bobby?"

Dean was the picture of danger. Exuding protection for the younger in the way he stood, in how he spoke, how he held himself.

Bobby wasn't sure if Dean had been changed like Sam or if this was just another deeper level of the big brother defending his charge.

And Sam.

Sam who was shattered in so many ways

Tear filled Bobby's eyes and he dropped to his knees, level with the youngest Winchester. He grasped the boy's face between his hands and looked into those glistening-mad hazel eyes.

"Oh, Sam…what did you do, boy? What have you boys done?"