The door locks as he sits on the hotel bed he's nervous he had been rehearsing what to say for a long time and never had he been satisfied with it bit if he was ever going to tell Dean the truth he needed to do it while they still had time left.

Dean turns around and pulls a chair over, places it at the foot of the bed and sits in it lags straddling the back of it and he smiles like he's annoyed with Sam but just humoring him.

"Alright Sam it's just you and Me, do you mind telling me what that little outburst was downstairs and the way you treated that young lady?"

Sam looked away unable to meet him in the eyes "I'm not exactly sure you really want to know the truth of that.."

Sam was slowly chickening out of wanting to tell him anything though his heart was shouting for him to just say it his mind was playing all the worst possible scenarios like a record.

"Sam, I wouldn't ask if I didn't want to know what was wrong with you." Dean sighed exasperated.

Sam finally turned wet eyes upon Dean his face showing the fear that was eating at him inside.

"Dean, it's bad enough Dad looked at me like I was a freak when he found out about one part of it...thankfully he didn't know the worst part of it..we only have about a year left together, I don't want to lose you before then...I don't want to make you hate me." Sam admitted looking away shaking and shivering.

"Sam, look at me.." Dean demanded.

Sam looked up at Dean scared to death.

"I don't know what you think is so bad that Dad looked at you differently but I swear no matter how bad it is I won't judge you, I won't walk away from you." Dean assured him firmly.

Sam nodded and breathed "Dean the thing that Dad found out about me is that I..I'm gay. I..I'm attracted to men. When he found out Dad ridiculed me, that's why I didn't have the same respect for him you did. He hated having a queer freak for a son. Thankfully he didn't know the worst part about his gay son."

Dean was quiet for a moment at this first revelation of Sam discovering something he never knew about him.

Sam took Dean's silence for disgust and stood to leave. "I told you you didn't want to know, Dad only found out when he found my secret stash of magazines full of guys."

Dean looked up at his brother's face hearing a note of hurt in his tone and realized that Sam had mistaken his silence for disapproval.

"Sam wait sit back down, it's okay I was just surprised is all that you waited so long to come out to me." Dean explained.

Sam looked back "Dean the worst part about it that will change everything is the fact that I..I'm in love with you."

Tears finally falling expecting Dean to not want anything to do with him now he tried to leave but had to pass by Dean's first.

A hand snaked out and Dean was pulling Sam to his chest as Sam cried.

"Sam listen to me, calm down Sam." Dean tried but Sam fought him now trying to escape him.

"I know Dean you probably think I'm a freak now. And won't want me around anymore." Sam says trying to escape Dean.

But he stands and shoves him against a wall trying to calm Sam down.

"Sam please, you're not a freak, I'm not disgusted with you at all." Dean finally growls to a distraught Sam.

He starts to calm "you don't think I'm disgusting? I mean you're my brother." Sam pointed out.

Dean looks at him thoughtfully before his face splits into a grin and he opens his mouth to respond to Sam's question.