i am bored. and in a very write-y mood!
anywho, i love supernatural. it's awesome. this is short, and less awesome than i had planned, but that's okay. 'twas fun to write!


"Do you ever see things, you know, when you close your eyes?"

The question catches Dean off guard. "What, what is this? Have you been talking to Ruby? Is this some freaky demon shit?"

Sam shakes his head. "No, I mean like…" his voice trails off.

"Like what, Sammy? Like girls? That is not something you need to share with me."

"No. Like our parents. Like Dad. Do you ever see him?"

"Oh." Dean hesitates for a second before continuing. "Yeah. Mom, too."

Sam doesn't say anything. He should have known that was coming. He hates that Dean remembers her and he doesn't. He hates that Dean knew her and he didn't.

Dean knows. "Sorry, Sammy."


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