Peaceful moments
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural
Season 3-7
A/N: Feeling a bit more introspective than usual and this is what came of it.
The dawn was breaking as Dean walked silently through the woods. He could see his breath billow in the early morning stillness and only the crunch of frost beneath his feet disturbed the peaceful quiet. Sam would be waking up soon and wondering where he was, but he wasn't ready to go back just yet.
With every terror faced, with every bullet fired, every grave dug up, and skeleton salted and burned, he could feel a piece of himself slip away and get lost among the terrible things that ruled the darkness, but alone in the silence, he found himself.