Dean was just so unbelievably done. Sam had been nagging him for the past THREE HOURS (not an exaggeration, he counted). He was asking the usual questions, "Why is dad always gone?" "Why do we move around all the time?" "What's dad's job?" If Dean heard that whiny voice one more time…
"Deeeaann." Dean took a deep breath.
"Yes Sammy?" He said as nicely as he could.
"Don't turn off the nightlight okay?" Dean smiled. Normally he'd tease Sammy about his baby-light but he was just oh so grateful Sam had quit it with the questions.
"Sure Sammy. Goodnight." He said as he pulled up the covers.
"Night," Sam yawned. Dean let out a breath. Finally some peace and…
"But I just don't get why we have to stay in a motel and..."
"JUST SHUT UP, BITCH!" Dean yelled as he threw the covers off himself. But after one look at Sammy all his anger drained away. Sammy's big puppy eyes were filling up with tears and his lip was shaking. Dean felt sick.
"Sammy I'm sorry I didn't mean it," Dean pleaded. He jumped off of his bed and ran over to Sam's.
"Go away!" Sam exclaimed through his tears. He turned over and buried his face in the pillow.
"Come on Sammy you know I didn't mean that," Dean tried. Sam lay with his face buried under his pillow, unmoving except for the uneven breaths coming from his chest as he cried. Dean sighed.
"How about this, since I called you a bitch, you can call me any name you want." Sam slowed his crying a little and peeked out from under the pillow.
"Anything?" Dean breathed in relief.
"Yeah, worst name you can think of." Sam stopped to think for a moment, than a mischievous smile came on his face.
"JERK!" He yelled. Dean had to stop himself from bursting out laughing. Jerk? That's the worst name he could think of?
"Hey are you laughing?!" Sam whined. Dean just grinned at him, "Stop!" Sam yelled.
"I'm not laughing!" Dean said. Sam gave him a wary look but then ultimately determined he was telling the truth. Dean smiled.
"You feel better now Sammy?"
"Yeah." Dean began to climb back into his bed.
"Sure you don't hate me anymore?" Sam giggled.
"Yeah, I'm sure." Dean pulled the covers over himself.
"Night Sammy."
"Night Dean."
…
…
…
"Bitch."
"Jerk."
The end
So I know I used the phrase "so freaking done" in my other fanfic and the writing gods are frowning but come on it's a spectacular phrase.