A/N: No copywrite infringement intended. Written solely for my own amusement :)
Sometimes you hide because there's just no getting away.
Sometimes you have to park the Impala on the side of the road and stick your ass in the air in anticipation of the coming storm.
Sometimes you just push it all down so deep you know your brother will never be able to find it.
The Winchester's are good at hiding: from the world, from each other. It's an art. As honed a skill as wielding a blade or salt and burning a corpse, though their father never trained them for this.
Fate was their teacher.
And she was cruel.