Epilogue
Dean sat by his brother, slowly running his hands through Sam's hair. The young boy lay in the backseat of the Impala with his head resting on his big brother's knee.
"D...n?" he moaned, "Dean?"
"Shh shh shh, it's okay Sammy I'm here."
Sam slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Dean, he normally chose to ignore emotions but today his face was flooded with relief and sadness.
"I'm alright." he tried to sit up but pain shot through his body and he instantly lay back down again.
"You feeling okay there Sam?" John asked, glancing back at his sons in the rear view mirror.
"I'm fine." he grumbled in reply and turned his head so he could almost see out of the windscreen, he spotted a familiar cap on a familiar head which leant against the window. "That you uncle Bobby?"
"Hey Sam." he turned round with a grin on his face and wiped the sleep out of his old eyes, "Good to see you awake, gave us quite the scare kiddo."
"Sorry." Sam said a little sheepishly.
"You ain't got nothing to apologise for." Bobby said in his comfortingly gruff voice.
The Impala's engine purred as it rolled down the lonely road, Sam drifted into a comfortable sleep knowing that Dean was, and would always be, watching over him.
The End
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