Totally inspired by Animegirl1129's Casts. So if you see similarities, that's why. I really liked the image of Dean and Sam kind of bonding in the hospital. Enjoy. Not really Wincest cause it kind of squicks me, but feel free to interpret it that way. XD It's more brotherly cuddling if that makes sense.


Sam's sitting there on the bed in one of the hospital rooms, his legs hanging off the edges, brushing the floor. His arm is broken and he's tired, the throbbing pain barely keeping him awake. He's so fucking tired that he's swaying like a branch in a breeze.

"Hey, Sammy." His eyes flutter, but he knows it's Dean and when a hand starts playing with his hair, he just sighs and relaxes. "You're half asleep, man." He nods sleepily and tries not to smile when he hears the low chuckle.

Dean's pressed up against his back and Sam leans into it, the top of his head just beneath his older brother's chin; he feels Dean rest his chin on his head and allows the tension to slip from his bones. The doctor told him to wait an hour ago and all the younger Winchester wants to do is go to some motel and sleep off the pain.

"We'll be out of here soon, Sammy. Promise." Dean's breaths are puffing against his ear and making his hair move and here, there are no demons, no threats.

Dean's hand is around his chest and this definitely qualifies as a chick flick moment, but Sam is too exhausted to care; he wants to pause this scene and replay it over and over again. Because this? This is right. This is how the world is supposed to be. No fighting, no demons, no monsters. Just him and his brother and this pure unadulterated peace.

Sam takes his good hand and grabs his brother's. The world is flying by them and they've missed so much and somehow they're not missing it at all.


What do you think?