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"Dean, rest now. You need to give your stomach time to recover."
"Know. How'dju know?"
"How to do that? Uh...well..." His head dips, he can't meet those soul-searching green eyes.
"Sam?" Stronger, worried. He winces and frowns.
Sam flushes slightly, but there's a sadness in his face. "Jess. She had this...stomach thing...and some nights I'd rub her stomach for hours."
"Sorry Sam." And it's exactly what Sam didn't want. He can see the guilt in Dean's eyes, see he wishes he hadn't asked. Dean has suffered more than enough for one day, Sam can't stand adding to his brother's misery.
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