Disclaimer: Don't own them.
"This is the stupidest game ever," Sam whined as he took a step toward Bobby's couch.
"You're just mad 'cause you always lose. And you're getting colder by the second," Dean admonished.
Sam turned and walked toward the kitchen. "I don't always lose,
I just think we're a little old for eye spy."
"You're getting warmer, Sammy."
Bobby watched from the kitchen and grinned as he watched the boys play. It was nice to see them happy for a few hours,
even if Sam was pretending to scowl at Dean. And even if Dean was right about Sam always losing this version of eye spy. It was nice, it was peaceful. Until........
"Bobby, Dean's cheating."