A/N: For Flossy2095
The Loss of Family
Sam didn't know how to deal with death. Sure he'd seen it tons of times, but they we're strangers, or people he hardly knew. He had only been a baby when his mom had died, he didn't remember her at all, and if it weren't for pictures he wouldn't even know what she looked like. And he didn't deal with jess' death; he just put everything he had into finding the thing that killed her. But when his dad died, he cried in the bathroom for hours. Sure he didn't have the best relationship with his dad, but that didn't mean he didn't love him. He did, even if he didn't show it that often. Even if he said he didn't. Crying helped. He also punched A hole in the bathroom wall, that made he feel a lot better. Mostly he just remembered the good times they had had, and regretted the bad. That was the first, and only, time Sam had dealt with death properly. When Dean had died he just tired to bring him back, and then hunted Lilith. But now Bobby was gone, and he didn't know what to do. Dean was focusing on killing Dick, and Sam, Sam just cried.
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