WOW's: bill and flag

Word count: 100 for each prompt. Bill is Sam POV, Flag is Dean POV

Once again, I've failed on the birthday wish front. Have some angsty stoned!party Dean and concerned, protective ,Sam?


Title: Fit For Public Company


If Sam didn't know better, he'd think that Dean was on something. There's a huge difference between his brother's normal "hey, I'm having a good time here, Princess" persona and the Dean that's bouncing around this bar like a pinball. Then he thinks- I don't know better.

Dean's always been strong, soldiering on in spite of what life's thrown at him, but Sam thinks about forty years in hell and wonders. If, on top of alcohol, Dean's been using uppers to get himself fit for public company, the bill that's due when he comes down is going to be epic.


Sam doesn't understand. Any mention of drugs to his brother has always been like waving a red flag in front of a bull. Dean can feel Sam's eyes on him, suspicious, judging, and he tries to tone it down, but his mind's revving like a race car and it just feels too good.

Dean's surrounded by people; loud and close, and that's only possible when he can't think too much. Booze wasn't doing the trick anymore; he needed a little something extra, and he found it. He meets Sam's eyes- angry, but also watchful, protective.

I'm sorry, Sammy. For everything.