Ok, so this is what I would have liked to see happen after Lucifer Rising and before Sympathy For the Devil.
Brotherly schmoop requested by Onyx Moonbeam,for InSecret.
Enjoy.
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Sam half sat, half slumped on the old lumpy couch in Bobby's study.
His eyes were closed, his head throbbed.
He shivered, despite the sweat he felt rolling down his back.
Sam felt a twitch on his shoulder, but couldn't bring himself to open his eyes to look.
He didn't really need to look though.
He could tell by the sweet smell of the shampoo he had bought last week.
Before he started the apocalypse.
"Girly shampoo? Really Sam?"
Dean had given him grief about it then, but it comforted Sam, and right now he needed that.
More than ever.