I turn to you.
When I'm lost in the rain
In your eyes I know I'll find the light
To light my way, when I'm scared losing ground
When my world is going crazy you can turn it all around
And when I'm down you're there pushing me to the top
You're always there giving me all you've got
For a shield, from the storm for a friend, for a love
To keep me safe and warm, I turn to you
For the strength to be strong, for the will to carry on
For everything you do, for everything that's true, I turn to you
When I lose the will to win
I just reach for you and I can reach the sky again
I can do anything 'cause your love is so amazing
'Cause your love inspires me
And when I need a friend you're always on my side
Giving me faith taking me through the night
A/N: Alright, This is just basically a 'Sams progress' chapter. Enjoy. There are several adorable scenes in this chapter. Thanks for the reviews, and keep them up. I love getting ya'lls opinions.
Dean headed back to the Motel room, finding it odd that he found some dude with a hobby to build bombs in some abandoned building. It was human, so he couldn't kill it which sucked right about now. There was a reason he always said that 'Demons I understand. Humans are just crazy' He believed that fit for this, first that bastard that'd raped his brother. Dean hated seeing Sam like this, lost and confused. Scared of Dean when he woke from a nightmare, Dean saw the pain that flashed through Sams eyes when Dean would lean away from him even though it was always Sam that started screaming not to touch him. It was confusing, Dean didn't know how to fix his brother and now he had some nut case building bombs. That was just great.
Sighing he ran his hand over his face, listening to the radio seemed to relax him slightly. After what seemed hours he pulled up in front of their room and sat there, watching Castiel and Sam through the window. However the longer he watched, the more he realized that Sam was having an episode. Castiel had his hands held up in a surrendering gesture that he'd learned from Dean, and Sam was cowering in the corner of the bed, tears streaming down his face as he shook with sobs. Glancing up at the sky he glared "You just couldn't give us a break could you? Sam didn't deserve this you fucking asshole." Dean snarled at God, well really at no one but it made him feel better before he shoved the car door open and gracefully slid out. Shutting it behind him he walked to the rooms door and unlocked it, slipping inside and locking it behind him. Once inside he could hear exactly what was being said. Neither had noticed him yet, so he stood there for a few seconds. "Sam you have to take a shower. Dean asked me to help you." Castiel tried to plead. "NO! Don't touch me! Dea! HELP DEA! PLEASE!" Sam was sobbing, trying to bury himself into the wall. Dean flinched at this and sighed, striding over to the bed and placing his hand on the angels shoulder. Castiel glanced up, nodded and backed off.
"Sammy?" Dean whispered, standing at the edge of the bed. Sams eyes snapped up and widened. "Dea.." That one word was so broken, yet carried so much hope and relief. Dean closed his eyes for a second to take a deep breath. "Yea, I'm here." Dean extended a hand towards his brother. Giving Sam the choice to come to him or remain in his corner. Sam seemed conflicted for several minutes, and when Dean was about to drop his hand Sam moved forward, crawling across the bed and basically throwing himself into Deans chest. "Dea" Sam sobbed into his shirt, his arms wrapping around Deans waist, hands clutching the fabric and pulling, tugging him even closer. Dean allowed himself one tear to escape, before he wrapped his arms around Sam and held onto him as well, shaking with the force of Sams sobs. "Shhh Its ok. Castiel won't touch you, I promise." Dean whispered, stroking the back of Sams head. He should have known better then to ask Cas to help get Sam into the shower. Even though Sam knew it was Castiel, and that Cas wouldn't hurt him. His brain refused to let anyone except Dean to touch him. Sam seemed to remember the angel then and pulled back to look around the room. His emerald eyes, glistening with tears landed on Castiels figure in the corner of the room. "Cas..." Sam whispered, unwrapping one arm to hold out a hand to the angel. Castiel blinked and looked to Dean, who nodded. Castiel slowly walked over, and Sam grabbed him pulling him closer and wrapping that arm around Castiels waist. Cas stood there stiff, confused and staring at Dean with a 'errr' expression. He hesitantly placed a hand on Sams back "Its ok Sam." He said. Dean smirked at his expression, he looked so confused and uncomfortable. Of course he should be glad that it was Deans stomach Sam had his face buried into, because he figured that would have just made Castiel even more uncomfortable.
Sam sniffled into Deans stomach and clutched them closer, causing them to stumble slightly. Dean sighed and continued to stroke the back of Sams head while Cas stood there with his hand placed on Sams back. "I know you wouldn't hurt me Cas... M'sorry' He mumbled into Deans stomach but Cas heard him anyways. "Its understandable Sam, theres no rush on you getting better. Me and Dean are here for you." Cas said, staring at Dean as he said it. "Yea Sammy. Cas understands that you don't mean to freak out on him, as do I. We love you. Of course, I love you more." Dean said, smirking as Cas rolled his eyes. "Really?" Sam asked, pulling back to look into both the hazel eyed sex god that he loved, and the bright blue eyed angel he trusted. "Yes" Both Dean and Cas replied at the same time. Sam forced himself to smile at them, dropping his arm from around Cas who gratefully stepped back only a step or so. Sam wrapped the arm around Deans waist again and buried his face into Deans stomach again. Dean allowed his brother to clutch onto him, but knew he wasn't crying from the lack of body shaking sobs. He ran his hand through Sams hair, caressing his brothers face before moving his hand up to run through the hair again. Dean began to sway back and forth slightly, well really it was side to side. After what seemed to be forever Sam pulled back "I love you too, Dea." Sam whispered, his eyes hooded. Dean knew his brother was tired, but he needed to take a shower. Leaning down he pressed a kiss to Sams forehead. "I know." He replied. "How about I go start ya a bath? Hmm? Cas can go get dinner while you're in the bathroom. We'll have dinner and go to bed. Yea?" Sam nodded his head and slowly climbed off the bed, but didn't let go of Dean as he was lead into the bathroom. Of course, walking with you clinging to your brother was hard, so he'd grabbed onto Deans pants as they walked.
Once in the bathroom Dean turned on the water, making sure to bleach out the tub earlier in the day. God knows he didn't want his brother getting any diseases. Castiel had assured him it was clean, and had even used his powers to clean it as well. It just showed how Cas cared for Sam. Dean waited for the water to get to the right temperature before plugging up the tub and turning around. Sam was standing there, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. "Sammy?" Dean called, causing Sam to snap his eyes to him. "Yea Dea?" he whispered. "Ya gotta strip to take a bath." Dean said softly. "O...Oh yea, right." Sam mumbled, blushing slightly before he pulled his shirt over his head and began to undo his jeans. Glancing at Dean he walked over to the tub before pulling them down and stepping out of them. Once naked he slid into the tub. "What do you want for dinner?" Dean asked, trying to keep his tone normal. Seeing Sam naked always had the same reaction on him. "Uh...What we normally get?" Sam asked sweetly. "Of course." Dean said, leaning down and pressing at kiss to the top of Sams head. "Dea? Stay in here with me?" Sam asked, quietly. Dean paused, turned around and nodded "Sure, just lemme tell Cas what to get for dinner." Sam nodded and Dean walked out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
"Sam wants a salad, potato salad on the side, sweet tea, and fish. I want a porkchop with potato salad on the side, sweet tea, and fries." Dean said, looking up at Castiel. "Alright, I'll get that." Cas replied. "Dean, you should probably think about getting a job, and renting a house or apartment... Its going to take Sam awhile to recover, and what he needs is stability. Moving around hunt to hunt won't help him at all." Cas added on, grabbing Deans arm as he'd turned. "I know... I'll...start looking in the morning." Dean replied. Castiel nodded "I'll help as much as I can." "Thanks Cas, for you know. Sticking around and helping. I appreciate it, so does Sam." "I know Dean." Dean nodded and slipped back into the bathroom to find Sam sitting there, scrubbing his legs as hard as he could and making them red, raw. He tried to ignore the red tainting the water. Blood. "Sammy! Sam stop!" Dean cried, crossing the room and reaching into the water grabbing the wash cloth from his brother. "I can still feel him Dea...I can still feel him. Im dirty, so dirty. I'm trying to get better, I swear I am but I can still FEEL him." Tears were streaming down Sams face. "I know Sammy, I know. Your doin great too. Touching Cas tonight, that was progress. It was. The look on his face too was priceless man." Dean said, taking the wash cloth and gently washing Sams chest. "Really?" Sam whispered, peering up at him. "Yea. I'd never lie to ya." Dean replied, dipping the wash cloth into the water again and moving to Sams stomach.
Sam sighed and leaned back against the back of the tub, his hand resting on one of Deans arms as Dean leaned over the tub."I know you wouldn't." Sam replied, turning his head to look at Dean as he washed his brothers legs, moving up towards his dick. Dean smiled down at Sam and turned the arm he was leaning on, pulling it back to entwine his fingers with Sams. "I will always love you. Sammy." Sam just gave him a smile and closed his eyes. "Now, can I trust you to finish washin yourself babe?" "Mhm." Dean handed him the wash cloth and settled back on his heels. Sam finished washing himself before he turned to Dean and held out the shampoo. Dean smirked and took the bottle of shampoo, having Sam scoot forward some and tilt his head back. He filled up a large cup and poured it over Sams head, getting his hair wet before he squirted some shampoo into his brothers hair and began to rub it in. Sam hmmed and closed his eyes, leaning slightly against the side of the tub. He just enjoyed the feeling of Deans fingers running through his hair, scrubbing and massaging. It stopped to soon though, as Dean told him he had to rinse it out. This repeated for conditioner, since Sam had longer hair. Once he was done Sam stood up and Dean wrapped a towel around his waist, leading him into the motel room. Dean left him to get dressed, and only walked back into the bedroom when Sam called for him.
Castiel came back a half hour later, and found both Dean and Sam curled up on the bed watching TV. Sam had his head in Deans lap, and Dean was running his hand through Sams hair. Though it was still drying. Cas couldn't help but smile at those two, if one saw them like that they would never tell one of them had episodes, freak outs of not wanting to be touched. "Sam, Dean. I got your food." Cas called as he dropped it on the table. Sam grinned and rolled off the bed, walking towards the table. He only hesitated slightly before walking up and sitting down in the chair closest to Cas, before pulling his food to him. Dean grinned and sat down across from Sam, taking his food. They had a peaceful dinner, Cas of course simply moved to the bed to watch TV since he didn't need to eat.
After dinner Castiel told them that he'd stand watch, and went outside. Sam and Dean got ready for bed and Sam crawled into the bed. Pulling the covers up he laid there, watching as Dean made sure the salt lines were perfect before he crawled into the beds, holding his arms out in a 'come here' gesture. Sam didn't hesitate as he shifted closer and curled up to his brothers side, resting his head on Deans shoulder as his arm wrapped around Deans waist. Dean slipped a arm under Sam and held him against his body, his head tilted down slightly to rest on top of Sams. "Love ya Sammy, Night." "Love ya Dea." Sam whispered, before leaning up and pressing his lips to Deans in a chaste kiss. Sam released a contented sigh and slowly drifted off to sleep, shortly followed by Dean. Both felt safe with their 'guardian angel' watching over them.
Dean woke early the next morning and gently extracted himself from his brothers hold. Getting dressed he wrote a note and headed out to look for a job. He had to take care of Sam, that was what he focused on for the time being. Taking care of Sam and making sure he got better. Once he was better they'd worry about hunting down demons. This was just a pit stop along their way right? Yea. Heading down 27 he hit 50 and headed west until he spotted an advanced auto shop with a 'now hiring' sign. He knew a lot about cars right? Shrugging he pulled into the parking lot and walked into the building. "Can I help you?" The man behind the desk asked. "Uh yea. Do you have an application?" Dean asked, looking the man in the eye. "Uh...Er yea...Here." The man mumbled out, hastily handing him the piece of paper. Dean thanked him, moved down the counter and filled it out while he stood there. "Here." Dean said handing it back. "Er thanks..." The guy mumbled out, taking the piece of paper. His eyes widened slightly as he read all that Dean had put down. "Impressive." It was only then that Dean noticed the man was a manager. "So, why did you apply here?" The man asked. "Er to be honest. My lover was raped when we came to town. We sold all we had and were traveling around the world. Hes to shaken up to continue, so I figured settling down here until he gets better. His brother said it could be months maybe years?" Dean shrugged and sighed, putting on his best 'pity me' face. "Thats horrible. I'm sorry to hear about your...lover? It seems you're qualified to work here. When can you start?" The guy asked. "Uh, soon as possible?" Dean said. "Thursday work for you?" "Yea" "Well, See ya Thursday then." "Thanks." Dean walked out of the building and climbed back into his car. One thing down, now all he had to do was find them an apartment as soon as he could.
Sighing he pulled out of the parking lot and drove back towards the motel. Though something up ahead on the corner caught his attention. As he got closer he noticed it was a box, a moving box. He blinked and pulled off onto the side of the road and walked over. Pickin up the sign that was leaning against the box he read over it. 'Free Puppies to Good Homes.
Rhodesian Ridgeback Mixes' Dean set the sign back down and peered into the box. Watching as the pups trampled each other and whined, trying to climb up the side. Smirking he decided he'd go get Sam and bring him back here to pick one out. As he started to leave he noticed a man walking out of the house the box was in front of. "Interest in one?" The man asked. Dean stopped and turned around "Maybe. I'm gonna bring my lover by and he'll decide." Dean said, staring into the mans eyes challenging him. "Ah, a fag huh? Well as long as it gets one them mutts gone I don't care. Hurry back." He growled out. Dean rolled his eyes and strolled back to the Impala, heading back to the motel.
Dean pulled up and left the car running, considering he was parked right in front of their room. Opening the door he found Castiel leaning against the wall and Sam munching on some toast. "Hey Sammy. Cas." Castiel nodded at him and Sam turned around, setting the bread down and getting up. He walked over to Dean and wrapped his arms around deans waist, pressing a kiss to his neck. "Morning Dea." Dean had to swallow as he grinned down at Sam. "Mornin babe." It was times like this that you would swear there was nothing 'wrong' with Sam. That he didn't spend most of his time flinching away from Deans touch. Dean had learned to relish in the moments. He buried his face in Sams hair and breathed in, before pressing a kiss to his forehead. "So." Dean said, pulling back slightly. "I got a surprise for you. Wanna take a ride with me Sammy?" Sam gazed at him for several minutes, seeming to judge what Dean was hiding before nodding. Dean grinned, entwined their fingers and lead Sam out to the car. Once Sam was securely in the passenger seat Dean pulled out and headed back to where the dogs where.
It only took five minutes, before they pulled up and Sam looked confused when they pulled off the side of the road. "Come on." Dean said, getting out and holding his hand out for Sam. Sams brows furrowed but he decided to follow, after all Dean would never hurt him. Getting out of the car he walked around the hood and hesitantly took Deans hand, but clutched it like a life line once he had. Dean offered him a warm smile before he lead him over to the box. Sams body language changed in two seconds once he saw the puppies, a grin spread across his face and he relaxed. "They're adorable Dea." He whispered. "And they're free. Pick one and leave." A dude in a chair gruffed out. Sam flinched and stepped into Deans side, whimpering. Dean wrapped his arm around Deans waist and glared at the guy. Leaning over he kissed Sams neck. "Pick one babe." He whispered. Sam peered up from where'd he tucked his head down onto Deans shoulder and once he saw the smile he returned it. Bending over the box he scanned through the puppies. Sam spotted a light wheaten, liver nosed male and reached down pulling him from the box. "I want him." Sam whispered to Dean, holding the puppy to his chest. "Picked one? Good now get." The man growled. Dean rolled his eyes as Sam flinched again, causing Dean to glare again. Pulling Sam closer to him he sighed "Lets go babe." Sam nodded, and clutching the puppy walked to the impala with Dean.
"We're gonna have to name him. And get him food, a collar, leash, toys, bowls." Sam said as soon as they pulled off. The puppy was curled up in his lap and he was petting it from head to butt. Sam had a great big smile spread across his face as he glanced from the puppy to Dean. "Thanks, Dea." He finally said, scooting down the bench seat and leaning into Deans side. Dean wrapped his arm around Sams waist "We'll get him everything he needs Sammy. As for the thanks, I just like seeing you happy." Dean replied, pressing a kiss to Sams head. "Maybe someone at a gas station knows where a pet store is?" Sam whispered. "Yea, lets go ask...but are you sure you're ready to go out in public babe?" Dean asked, rubbing Sams side where he'd managed to push his shirt up enough to expose some of his flesh."If your with me, I can do anything Dea." Sam replied, leaning into Dean even more and letting a contented sigh escape him. Dean nodded "Alright." He pulled into the next gas station and asked the first person he saw where a pet store was, that allowed dogs inside. "Well, theres a pet supermarket right down 50." One chick said. Dean thanked her and went in the direction she pointed.
It took about five minutes to find the Pet supermarket and Dean pulled into the parking lot, shutting off the Impala. He got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side, opening the door as Sam got out, clutching the puppy to him. Dean shook his head slightly, wrapping a arm around Sams waist they walked towards the building. Sam pressed himself into Deans side and dean tightened his grip on Sam as they walked through the doors. "If at anytime it gets to be to much, just tell me." Dean whispered. Sam nodded and pushed forward. He was determined to do this, it wouldn't be fair to Dean if because of Sam they could never go out in public again.
Dean kept his arm wrapped around Sams waist, despite the stares they got. A glare was plastered onto his face as if to say 'you got a problem with me holding another man? Say something, I dare you' Sam might have been taller then Dean, but it was clear who the 'boss' in the relationship was, or so the people watching them would think as Dean steered Sam to the dog isle. By time they got to the dog isle Sam was whimpering under his breath. "Dea..." He whispered. "They know. They know I'm dirty, ruined." Dean looked up to see tears glistening in his brothers eyes. "Shhh No they don't. They're just jealous I got such a handsome boyfriend and they don't." He said, rubbing circles in Sams back. "We can leave if you want to Sammy. No judgment." Dean offered and Sam shook his head, clutching at the puppy who was now licking tears from Sams face. "N...No I...I wanna do this... You Deserve it for..." But Sam trailed off. He didn't have to continue. Dean knew what he meant 'for dropping everything to take care of worthless me'. Dean shook his head "Your not worthless." He said, his tone authoritative and strong, filled with the love he held for the man in front of him. "I would do it a thousand times over. I've told you before, but it just doesn't seem to sink through that thick skull of yours. I love you. You Sammy YOU are my world." All this was said in a whisper, but the emotion behind the words were just as strong as if he'd said them louder or yelling. He'd reached up to caress his brothers face, brushing away a stray tear. "Ignore them. Who cares what they think yea? The only people that matter? Support us. Cas and Bobby. Thats all we need." Dean said, watching as Sam nodded. Dean offered him a smile "Now, lets get this lil guy some things huh?" "Yea." Sam said, wiping his tears away and smiling back. He reached down and caressed the dogs ear.
They turned around to find a worker looking between the two of them to the dog. "Everything alright here?" The man, Neko asked. Dean glared at him, letting Sam browse through the collars and leashes. Glancing at Sam and seeing he was totally oblivious he pulled the man off a few feet. "Everything's fine. Now. However my lover was driven to tears because of people staring at us." "Well if he doesn't like the stares, he shouldn't be a fag." The man hissed in a whisper. "Be glad that if I punched you, it'd just upset him...Neko." Dean spat, keeping his voice low. "He wasn't upset because hes a fag. He was upset because hes getting over being raped. Not that its any of your concern but maybe next time you will learn not to judge so quickly. Yea?" Dean growled, clenching his fist. Neko sputtered at this, glancing at Sam and how he shifted nervously and clutched at the puppy even while browsing collars and leashes. "I apologize sir... My sister was raped before, she still hasn't gotten over it. Four years and she won't come out of the house. Hes lucky to have you. If anyone gives you anymore trouble, please inform me." Neko said, in a whisper. "Thanks." With that Dean walked off and reached Sam just as he looked up from the collars, holding it out to Dean. "What do you think?" He asked. Dean glanced down at the collar and leash and couldn't help but smirking. "Its perfect." It was a nylon collar and leash, with tree designs on it, like some hunting camouflage was. Sam grinned and handed them to Dean who willingly took them and placed them in the basket. Next they moved to toys and Sam started browsing them while Dean stood watch. Glaring at anyone that looked at them longer then necessary.
Sam put the first toy into the basket after five minutes, and Dean glanced down to see a rope with a ridged rubber...thing between two knots. Whatever. Next was a plush mallard duck toy, that squeaked when you squeezed it. Oh yea that was gonna be loads of fun when he had a hang over. A rubber thing that said it was a 'kong' was dumped in next, it apparently came with treats to stuff inside. Sam of course dumped the can of cheese like stuff to fill it with in the basket too. Next were two tennis balls and Dean smirked, glad to see that Sam was enjoying this. He'd buy as much stuff as Sam wanted, no matter what. Just so long as he could keep that smile on Sams face. "Havin fun there?" Dean said, reaching out to rub Sams back. "Yea! Theres just so many toys. He needs toys." Dean chuckled "Yes, he does. No need to get em all today though. Hes gonna be one spoiled dog." Dean replied, continuing to rub circles in Sams back. He noticed that Sam hadn't flinched away, but figured it was because he said something first, letting his brain know that it was 'just dean'. "Hmmm True. Ok food next." Sam replied, turning and looking around. Dean chuckled, wrapped a arm around Sam and lead him to the food isle where they got him Pedigree puppy chow, a small bag in case he didn't like it. Along with two black bowls with white paw prints around it.
Heading to the check out he noticed Neko was the one running the register, and placed the basket on the counter. "Got the little guy a lot of stuff huh?" Neko joked as he scanned everything. "Well, What Sam wants, Sam gets" Dean replied, pressing a kiss to Sams cheek and causing Sam to blush and splutter, but he turned a glare onto his brother. One that Dean wasn't worried about, because of the playful glint behind it. Neko cleared his throat, clearly still uncomfortable. "Yes, well does the lil pup have a name yet?" Sam looked at Dean, clearly not comfortable with speaking to strangers yet. "Not yet." Dean replied and Neko nodded. "55.75 is your total." Neko said. Dean reached into his wallet and pulled out a fifty, a five and a one and handed it to Neko. He then took the bags "Keep the change." and lead Sam out to the Impala where they placed the puppy in the back seat and Sam slipped his collar onto him. "It looks great on him Dea." Sam said from the front seat. "Yes it does." Dean said, but was looking at the smile spread across Sams face. Sam noticed this and blushed slightly, before Dean leaned over and pressed his lips against Sams, running his tongue across his bottom lip begging for entrance. Sam granted it almost immediately and moaned as Deans tongue plunged into his mouth. However before they could get further, not that Dean would have let it. Someone tapped on the window causing Dean to groan as he pulled away from Sam. Pressing a Chaste kiss against his lips as he did. Turning around he found Vernon, the man who'd been building bombs the day before standing there. Blinking Dean rolled down his window "Thought that was you. Who's that handsome man you're making out with?" Vernon asked, quietly. "Uh." Was Sams great reply. Dean reached over and gripped Sams hand, squeezing it. "My lover. What are you doing here...? Oh please tell me you're not blowing up pet supermarket." Dean replied, causing Vernon to smirk. "No no, just coming to get my dog some things. I'm Vernon, by the way." Dean nodded "Dean. Ah well, we gotta get home." "Alright." Vernon replied, waved to Sam and walked off. Damn his lover is hot he thought as he walked into the pet supermarket.
"Blow the pet supermarket up?" Was the first thing Sam said and Dean turned to give him a sheepish grin. "I found out who was blowing things up. Good news, not a demon. Bad news? Its a human, and its uh Vernon." Sam simply stared, blinking at him. "Oh..." "Yea" With that Dean pulled out of the parking lot and headed back to the motel. "So uh Sam?" "Yea?" "I got a job." "Oh? A hunt?" "Er no. A job at a auto parts store." "...Why?" "Figured we could hang around here for awhile, get an apartment." "This is because of me, isn't it?" "What? No." "Dean" "Fine, Cas said you need stability and hes right. Running from hunt to hunt won't help you." "So you really did drop everything because of me." "No! I wanted to do this Sam." Dean pulled off to the side of the road and twisted around, grabbing Sams hand. "Please, let me do this for you. I've been so confused, I don't know how to help you. Half the time you flinch away from me and I know you don't mean to do it, but it hurts. I just want you to get better. I just want to see you smile, to see that haunted look in your eyes go away. I just want you." Dean said, ignoring the fact that his eyes were blurring with tears. Sam stared at his big brother, his protector breaking down in front of him. "Let me be there, please Sammy... I don't care how long it takes, I'll always be at your side. When you cry? When you scream and cuss. When you flinch away from all contact, when you refuse to come outside. I want to be there, comforting you. Please, Let me help you." Dean pleaded, staring into those emerald eyes he loved so much. "Dea..." Sam said, the word broken and sad. Sam scooted down the bench seat and crawled into Deans lap, leaning down once he was straddling his brother and pressed his lips against Deans, he kept it chaste but the passion behind it was not missed on Dean. It was his way of telling Dean he wanted him there, though he was currently to choked up to say it. Dean placed his hands on Sams hips and clutched, pulling Sam closer to him and burying his face into Sams neck. "I love you, Dea." Sam whispered, clutching his brother against him as well. To anyone outside the car it would look like they were fucking on the side of the road, but neither cared. Sam held Dean through his sobs, something that was rare to begin with and now even more so. But then again, even heros were allowed to have breakdowns right? "God. I shouldn't have dumped all this on you." Dean murmured, trying to pull back. "Shh Dea, I might be hurt, damaged but I will always be here for you." Sam said, kissing his brother again. It was the first sign that Sam was slowly recovering. Truly recovering. Dean smiled into the kiss and moved his hands up, holding Sams mouth to his though he would have let go if Sam wanted him to.
Breaking the kiss when the need for air grew to be to much, Dean and Sam both had a smile plastered on their faces. Dean twisted around and laid Sam back on the bench seat. He moved to lay on top of Sam and began to pepper kisses across Sams face, laughing every now and then. "I love you so much Sammy." Sam smiled, letting Dean lay him down on the bench seat and lay on top of him. As he began to pepper kisses Sam laughed, wrapping his arms around Deans neck. The joy radiating from his brother was contagious. Dean grinned down at his brother, and a glint soon appeared in his eye. "Oh god. Dean no." Deans smirk grew as he moved his hands down his brothers side. "Aww, why not Sammy?" Dean replied. "Dea!" Dean cackled before he started tickling his brother, causing Sam to wriggle and screech out in laughter. "DEA STOP! DEA!" His eyes burst with tears as he was laughing so hard, gasping in breath. "Whats that, you love your drop dead sexy brother?" Dean asked. "Dea!" Sam gasped. "Alright alright!" Dean stopped his attack for a second. "I love...my pain in the ass brother." "Oh! Your in for it now!" Dean said, returning to his tickle attack with renewed vigor. "DEA!" Sam laughed out, shoving at his brothers chest as he tossed his head back gasping for breath. His face was bright red and his stomach was hurting from laughing so much. "ALRIGHT!" Dean stopped. "I love my drop dead sexy brother." Sam gasped out and Dean smirked. "I knew it." He said, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his brothers forehead. The puppy was barking in the back seat, trying to climb up front. Dean crawled off his brother and Sam sat up, reaching in the back and pulling the dog into his lap. "Its alright Sirius." He said. "Sirius?" Dean asked. Sam shrugged "It fits." "That it does. Seems he knows hes suppose to be yours." Dean replied, smiling as Sirius checked to see if Sam was hurt before growling at Dean, who held his hands up in mock surrender. Sirius snorted at him before curling up in Sams lap, watching Dean as they drove back to the motel.
A/N: So, What'd you think? Adorable? R&R. Working on Chapter 14 next. Enjoy.