Dean slowly opened his eyes, sunlight gleaming in through the dirty window greeting him with its happiness. For a moment, Dean didn't want to get out of the slightly warm, not really comfortable bed; getting out if bed meant that Dean would have to acknowledge the day starting, and this was a day Dean did not want to acknowledge. However, Dean knew that he would have to get up eventually, especially if he wanted to put food on the table for his little brother Sam; so Dean swung the thin blanket off him and sat up. He looked next to him to where his little brother Sam laid sleeping, his peaceful breaths evident in the cold air. Dean smiled softly at the sight of the sleeping younger boy, and tucked the rest of the blanket around Sam so that he wouldn't freeze.

Dean turned around so that Sam could have some peace. Today was going to be a very hard day, Dean knew that for certain, and he wanted to give his brother as much peace as he could before this afternoon, where the two brothers peaceful lifestyle could possibly be broken forever. Dean stood to his feet and quickly got dressed, shrugging on his late father's brown leather jacket for possible warmth. Dean shivered at first because of the cool leather, but he knew it would warm up as it reflected his own body heat. Once Dean was dressed, he looked once more at Sam before grabbing his hunting gear and leaving the house, heading for the woods.

X.x.x

"Sammy? Sammy I'm home!" Dean called out, shutting the door behind him as he entered the small house. Sam ran out and wrapped his arms around Dean's waist, giving his big brother a hug. "Dean, you're back! Did you catch anything good?" Dean chuckled and ruffled the younger brother's hair.

"Did I catch anything good? Sammy, you should know better than to doubt your elder brother."

Dean pulled out two small squirrels and a half gallon of strawberries and blackberries. Sam's eyes sparkled when he saw the strawberries and blackberries. "Are they really for us Dean?" Sam asked, reaching up to touch the plastic container that held the berries. "Well, only half. We can sell the rest after tonight." Sam's face grew dark and he nodded. "I have a bath ready for you, go clean yourself up while I make lunch." Sam commanded, taking the squirrels and berries from Dean's hands.

Before Dean could truly object, Sam was walking away into the kitchen part of their shack. So Dean shrugged and went to follow the younger boys directions, stripping off his clothes as he went. He slowly lowered himself down into the warm water, letting out a small moan as he did so. It wasn't often the boys had hot water, and it made Dean both happy and sad to think that Sam had gone through alot of trouble to get him this hot water. What made Dean sad however was the saddening fact that today was the annual Reaping Day, meaning that all children between the ages of 11 and 18 would have their names in a giant, glass bowl where someone would choose the name of one boy and one girl to have their lives, and their family's lives change forever.

Today was Sam's first Reaping. His name was only in the glass bowl once, while Dean's was in there at about 215 times, because Dean was 15 years old and he had taken Terrance for both himself and Sam since before he turned 11.

210 times.

Dean thought to himself as he scrubbed his face with the dirty water. The odds weren't in the Winchester's favor. As Dean realized this, he closed his eyes and slowly sank under the water, allowing the water to cover his head completely.

Hello my good friends~

I hope you liked that, I have enough material that I'm going to be posting multiple chapters in one day (gasp!) But I really liked this idea. (I got it from a tumblr post) so I hope you enjoyed, and please leave a review!

Be sure to love yourself!

Much love and stuff,

-ImmaSlytherout