Note: Little Sam again. Prompt: Sky
2nd Note: check chapter one, it's new too since I changed this story to just the Sam direction drabbles.
Constant Companion
Sam looked up to the sky, his head resting against the back window of the Impala. Dean was sitting up front as he often did while his father drove. Where they were going, Sam was not sure, he was never sure. He just knew it meant he would probably be changing schools again, just as he was getting to know some people at the last one. There would be new faces, new town, new everything. That was one thing Sam loved about the sky, no matter where he was, it was always there, one of the few constants in life.