Title: Inner Child
Author: Golden Elanor
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, not mine, blah, blah.
Author's Note: Many many thanks to Mad Server, who is the best (and only) beta-reader I know. And also to Enkidu07 for making my fingers itch.
Inner Child
Sam watched him sleep – mouth slightly agape, a little bit of spit running down his chin.
He liked it when Dean was asleep. It was the one time when his brother did not feel he had to serve and protect. A grim smile graced Sam's lips as he thought of how little time Dean allowed for himself.
"Don't wanna paint."
Sam could discern the mumbles with some difficulty: the words were slightly drawn out and from the tone Dean seemed to be…
"Don't wanna bake cookies."
Sam frowned in confusion, softly breathing into the Impala's interior. "Whining?"
"Mommy, I'm bored!"
