Yay supernatural songfic! This combines my love for the Winchesters with my love for Taylor Swift! I know her music is soooooo not the Winchesters' usual scene, but this song really fit Sam's predicament … Sam went to college, and this is him coming back. (personally, I interpreted it as wincest, but it doesn't have to be) … I don't own the lyrics or (sadly) the Winchesters!

Back to December

I'm so glad you made time to see me,

How's life? Tell me, how's your family?

I haven't seen them in a while.

How are you? I mean, really, how're you coping? And … Dad? Oh, ok, you don't have to answer that.

You've been good, busier than ever,

Small talk, work and the weather,

Your guard is up and I know why.

'Fine' huh? I don't believe you … any good jobs lately? Yeah? Wow, two covens of fangs and a wendigo in the past month? Awesome. So …

Because the last time you saw me,

Is still burnt in the back of your mind.

You gave me roses and I left them there to die.

Uh … about that time … I'm –

So this is me swallowing my pride,

Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night.

And I go back to December all the time.

Please, I know you don't want to care any more, but pleaselisten.

It turns out freedom ain't nothing, but missing you,

Wishing I'd realised what I'd had when you were mine.

And I go back to December, turn around and make it alright.

I go back to December all the time.

I'm sorry. I was wrong. I just –

These days I haven't been sleeping,

Staying up playing back myself leaving.

When your birthday passed and I didn't call.

I … uh … don't think I've slept properly since I … left. I … didn't mean to leave you. Oh, yeah, you're 25 now, huh? Getting on a bit …

And I think about summer, all the beautiful times,

I watched you laughing from the passenger side,

And realised I loved you in the fall.

Seems like just yesterday we were hunting, the three of us, you, me and the Impala. How is she, by the way? … I -

And then the cold came, the dark days,

Where I feel cramped into my mind.

You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye.

When the summer was over … it all just got too much for me, ya know? All that fighting with Dad … I never meant to leave you though. You know that, right?

So this is me swallowing my pride,

Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night.

And I go back to December all the time.

Please, I know you don't want to care any more, but pleaselisten.

It turns out freedom ain't nothing, but missing you,

Wishing I'd realised what I'd had when you were mine.

And I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind.

I go back to December all the time.

I'm sorry. I was wrong. I just –

I miss your texting, your sweet smile

So good to me, so right.

I've missed you, ya know. So much.

And how you held me in your arms that September night,

The first time you ever saw me cry.

You remember that huge fight with Dad? When he told me he only had one son, and it wasn't me? That's when I knew, I had to get outta there.

Well maybe this is wishful thinking.

Probably mindless dreaming,

But if you loved again, I swear I'd love you right

I know, this is probably stupid, but … d'ya think I could…

I'd go back in time and change things, but I can't.

So if the chain is on your door, I'll understand.

I mean, I wish I hadn't gone – I was wrong … but … d'ya think I could… come in?

But this is me swallowing my pride,

But this is me swallowing my pride,

Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night.

Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night.

And I go back to December.

Please, I know you don't want to care any more, but pleaselisten.

It turns out freedom ain't nothing, but missing you,

It turns out freedom ain't nothing, but missing you

Wishing I'd realised what I'd had when you were mine.

Wishing I'd realised what I'd had when you were mine.

And I go back to December, turn around and make it alright.

And I go back to December, turn around and make it alright.

I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind.

I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind.

I go back to December all the time.

I go back to December all the time.

I'm sorry. I was wrong. I just … I love you. Please?

Please review!

xx