Chapter 1:
Sam sat on the bed in his run down hotel room. He couldn't even see straight because the emotion of sadness was overwhelming the entirety of his being. He just missed him. So. Much. Loneliness flooded through every fiber of Sam Winchester's being.
"Why did you have to go like that?" He screamed in despair. A tear ran down his face and dripped off of his chin dampening his week-old jeans. Sam could not even bring himself to change his clothes. He knew that this day would come, he had always been so reckless, and he knew their utopia wouldn't last. The last few weeks were filled with so much strain. There was an undeniable tension and he could feel their companionship begin to fray. The whole situation would be a stain in his memories forever. That one tear turned to many as Sam began to sob uncontrollably. Sam hid his face in his palms, blubbering.
Just when Sam thought there was no hope and was ready to end it all, Dean burst through the hotel door with a cheeseburger and a salad.
"Dude, what's with the bitch tears?" Dean asked aghast.
"What have you done?" Sam yelled between sobs.
"Got dinner?" Dean said warily. Sam stood up, walked menacingly towards Dean, looked him in the eyes and said, "You. RUINED. My. Dog. Shirt."