Ahh I love London…
Thanks for the reviews for my Winchester's Blues by the way…
Soo… I have no idea what this story is about… it kinda popped into my head, but I don't really know what I'm gonna do with it… :D Sorry…
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Brothers
I sat alone in compartment in the train, my arms crossed in front of my chest. I really should have hurried up… now I was sitting in the last train of the day, in the middle of the night. The ride to South Dakota would still last three hours.
I though was glad that I had a compartment alone; just me and my music and a good book. That was all I needed.
I took another look at my watch… I was sitting here for about half an hour; why couldn't my parents not visit me for once? I thought, closing my eyes.
"Can I sit in here?" I looked up.
Gasp. He looked good. Really good. He had dark hair and dark eyes. I couldn't answer at first, too stunned. He smiled down at me, standing tall over me.
"Of course you can sit in here. It's a free country." What? Why did I say such things? But hell… he was cute, I really didn't mind to sit with him in a compartment. I removed the headphones from my ears.
"Thanks…" He turned around and left the cabin. I rose my eyebrows, when I heard him talk outside, before stepping back inside, letting himself fall on the seat at the door. I was stunned when two boys followed him.
One of them was tiny, thin and small; perhaps ten or a little bit older, he had long, dark hair and big brown eyes, which were red-rimmed and puffy. He was drawn in a one-arm hug by the older boy. It was hard to estimate his age. The blond boy moved like an adult, his stature hard and well-built. He was tall and his arms were muscular, but his face was soft.
"Dean" The younger boy tucked on his brother's arm, before he gripped the larger hand into his own little one, when the boy called Dean gently shoved the little one to the seat on the window.
"It's okay…" Dean brushed his hand over through the boy's hair, than he turned around and shoved the door shut, pulling the kid with him to the seat on the window.
The man on the other side had his legs on the other seat, next to the one he was sitting on. He eyes the boys, his arms crossed in front of his chest. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the boys for long, myself.
Frowning I watched the boy, called Dean, lift the smaller kid onto his lap, so that the smaller guy could lean against the closed window, his legs dangling over Dean's lap on the other side. "It's okay Sammy" Dean shushed, pulling Sammy's head against his shoulder, hugging him close to his chest.
It would be adorable to watch, if the young kid wouldn't have begun to weep into the older one's neck, his body wrecked by sobs. The older boy… I would guess that he was seventeen or something like that… caressed Sammy's arm with one hand, cupping the head of the small boy with his other. I saw his lips move; he seemed like he was rattling down reassuring phrases.
Brothers. I thought, though the man with them wasn't their dad. He was too young to be the older one's father and he didn't seem like a third brother, too.
"Sammy…" Dean moved his arms tighter around the little boy's torso, laying his forehead against Sammy's. I've never seem something like that before. They were adorable, though the little boy broke my heart, with his quiet crying.
After some time the small kid fell asleep, still his arms circled around his older brother's neck. I half expected the older boy to remove the sleeping child form his lap, since it had to be uncomfortable with the might on his tights, but Dean surprised me with staying like that, even hugging the boy closer.
The man on the other side was constantly looking at his watch and than back to the boys. "Dean… it's still one hour… try to sleep."
"I can't sleep." Dean shifted a little, probably to get more comfortable. "Nika… can you please call Bobby?"
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