"Thanks man, for letting us stay here" Dean said as he shook Fred's hand.
"No problem Dean, the place is all heated up and stacked so I hope you'll have everything you need" He answered with a generous smile.
Dean nodded "Sorry that we couldn't come out earlier, feel bad that you have to leave when it's already gotten dark outside"
"No problem, but Caitlin and I should really get going" and then Fred turned to Sam "Nice meeting you Sam"
"You too Fred, take care" Sam said as he shook his hand,
"And I'm sorry about your dad" Fred said with a sad smile, they said their goodbye's to Caitlin and then the Lang's were off.
"Come on!" Dean said happily as he slung his duffle bag over his shoulder and led the way inside the cabin, Sam smiled and followed him.
"Okay, this is the living room" Dean said when they entered the cabin; there was a fireplace, a sofa and a dining table. The kitchen was connected to the living room and it looked like a pro chef was living there, judging from the fancy interior.
"Thanks Dean, I can see that" Sam laughed and pointed up the stairs "And I'm guessing the bedroom's upstairs?"
"Are you trying to kill the art of conversation on purpose?" Dean snorted "Yeah, its upstairs" He said and walked past Sam and up the stairs, where there was 4 doors connected to the hallway. "Which bedroom do you want?" Dean asked and Sam looked hesitantly at him.
"Uh, I don't know" He said "Which one do you want?" He thought he and Dean only needed one room, but apparently not.
"Let's check them out" Dean said and walked over to the first door on the left "This is where I stayed when we were here the last time, and if I remember right…" He said and opened the door "Yep, a single bed" Then he shut the door again and walked to the next room.
"Hmm, not bad" He said when he opened it "I think this is where dad slept" before Sam could get into the room he pushed him out of the doorway and head for the last room across the hallway.
"This is what I'm talking about, master bedroom!" Dean announced when he walked in and jumped onto the bed, making one of the silk pillows fall off the bed. "This one" He said when Sam entered the room.
"Okay" Sam answered "Then I guess I'll take that one" he said and pointed over his shoulder.
"If you don't want to share…" Dean said and got up from the bed to get his clothing out of the bag and put them in the dresser.
"I thought you wanted a room of your own?" Sam said confused.
Dean shook his head "I didn't say that, but it would be nice to have your ass off of me for a couple of days" He laughed, and as usual it sounded dirtier than it was.
Sam didn't answer, but was on his way to walk out the room when Dean stopped him.
"Hey, I was only kidding" Dean said "Throw your bag on the bed and go down to make us something to eat Godzilla"
"Well, maybe I want some elbow space" Sam said and Dean rolled his eyes.
"Right snuggles, you're the one who cuddle up next to me and drool in your sleep so I find that very unlikely Sammy"
Sam tried to hide his blush from Dean with no use as Dean laughed at him "Jerk" he mumbled as he laid the bag on the floor.
Dean laughed again as he put the last T- shirt into the dresser and took a step closer to Sam so they were only inches apart. It still made him feel like a girl since he was so much shorter than Sam, but he would never admit that.
"Let's eat" Dean said with a smile and Sam leant down and gave him one small kiss before arguing with him.
"You ate a steak when we stopped for food two hours ago Dean, and if I remember right you had two baked potatoes with it" He said and Dean just looked weirdly at him, like it was normal to get hungry again that quickly after eating a giant jumbo meal. "Fine" Sam sighed and Dean nodded satisfied and walked past Sam who walking behind him, into the hallway and down the stairs.
"What do you want?" Sam asked while searching through the cabinets, but Dean didn't answer as he had already gone through the glass doors and was out back.
"Dean?" Sam asked as he followed Dean through the doors and saw Dean looking from the Jacuzzi on the corner to the big outdoor fireplace and the sofa that looked like it should be inside because it looked so expensive. But it was a roof right over the sofa so it really didn't matter.
"Wow" Sam said "What does this guy do since he has all this money?"
"I don't know, I think he inherited it from his parents" Dean said while looking into the fireplace "Marshmallows"
"What?" Sam asked.
"Marshmallows, no! s'mores!" Dean said happily as he was on his way back inside and looked into the cabinets.
"You want to roast s'mores?" Sam asked and took it as a yes when Dean found a pack of marshmallows, crackers and chocolate and was already on his way back outside. "I'll take that as a yes"
"You better!" Dean answered happily as he got some matches up from his pocket.
"You need to find some-"Sam tried, but Dean cut him off.
"This is what I do Sam, I am pretty sure I can start a fire"
"Freaking pyro" Sam mumbled as he sat down on the sofa "This is comfortable"
"Yeah, I bet…" Dean murmured "Ha- I told you I could do it!" He said proudly and referred to the fire.
"You must have magic fingers or something" Sam said as Dean walked over to him and dragged him out of the sofa.
"Yeah, come on!" he said and Sam just laughed at him as he took the blanket that was laying on the coach and laid it in front of the fireplace instead.
"Awww, isn't that sweet?" Dean said sarcastically and rolled his eyes, but he sat down anyway and started putting the stuff together.
"Perfect" Sam said when he reached down on the stone shelf beneath the fireplace, and found sticks they could use to roast the s'mores.
"Awesome!" Dean said, his voice slightly hoarse with happiness.
"I find it weird that you don't like camping" Sam said with a laugh and Dean narrowed his eyes at him.
"Shut up" He murmured and started roasting, Sam followed him and put a marshmallow and chocolate between the two crackers and started roasting.
"Ow!" Dean suddenly said when he took the s'more out of the fire and pressed it right against his tongue.
"The fire expert should know that things are hot when they've just been roasted" Sam laughed.
"Screw you" Dean said and blew cool air over the s' more and then tried again, this time he was able to eat it without leaving burn marks in his mouth.
Sam was staring at him like a love sick puppy while he was eating his s' more, he couldn't help but being concerned, he never thought Dean, his brother Dean would end up being too stressed and end up in the hospital because of what they did. His biggest concern was that he was afraid it could be because of him.
"I think it's done now" Dean said and Sam snapped out of his thought and looked over at his way to burned s' more.
"Shit" Sam mumbled and blew out the fire on the s' more.
"I can take it if you want" Dean offered and Sam happily gave him his stick and he got Dean's empty one.
"You like them burned?" Sam asked.
"Why shouldn't I?" Dean asked "It's still chocolate, crackers and marshmallows and those are all good!"
Sam laughed, his brother wasn't exactly picky when it came to food.
"What's on your mind there Sammy?" Dean asked.
"What?" Sam asked a little caught off guard "Nothing I guess"
Dean didn't think it sounded too convincing "You guess?"
Sam sighed "It's nothing you need to wrap your head around Dean"
"Why?" Dean asked, even though he already knew why and he took the s' more into his mouth.
"You know Dean" he said and took a deep breath and smacked a smile on his face "You just relax and eat your s' more"
Dean huffed a laugh "Seriously Sam, I'm not elderly and you're making me more stressed with this crap"
"I was just wondering why this suddenly was too much for you; you've never had problems with the hunting thing before and now…" Sam stopped, he really didn't know what he was saying, but he figured Dean would understand.
"Aha" Dean said as he ate took a piece of chocolate in his mouth "And you think it's about you?"
Sam grimaced "I didn't say that, did I say that?"
"I've known you longer than you've known yourself Sam" Dean said, and sometimes the fact that Dean knew him so well irritated Sam, but at times like these it was good because then he didn't have to ask everything straight out.
"Okay, but you can't blame me for wondering" Sam said and got mad at himself for blushing.
Dean laughed and ruffled Sam's hair like he was 10 years old again "Nah, honestly I don't know why I…"
"Fainted?" Sam asked.
"You make it sound all girly; like I was the damsel in distress" Dean pouted "We'll say collapse"
"All I know is that the doctor said it didn't come from the blood loss so…" Sam trailed off.
Dean coughed and Sam immediately placed a hand on his shoulder "Stop that" He said and grabbed a hold of his hand and pushed it off "Don't go all mom on me"
"Right" Sam said "Sorry"
"I didn't even know I was exhausted, so I can honestly say I don't know why I collapsed" Dean said reassuring as he took a marshmallow in his mouth and swallowed it after one solid chew.
"Right" Sam said again and tried not to look at Dean, but Dean just laughed at him and tugged his arm around Sam's shoulders and tugged him closer like he was just his little brother again. "Sammy, don't worry okay? I'll be fine"
"Know" Sam murmured and took the opportunity to kiss Dean on the cheek, making Dean laugh again.
"Okay, stop laughing at me, you're creeping me out" Sam said, so Dean just laughed harder.
"Sorry, it's the drugs"
"They were supposed to relax you, not making you more excited than a kid at Halloween" Sam pointed out.
Dean let go of Sam's shoulder and got up from the ground. "Are you going to make some?" Dean asked since Sam hadn't eaten any yet. "I'm gonna go get us some beers" He said and then he walked back inside, he walked over to the fridge and took out two beer bottles and then walked back outside and sat back down next to Sam who was now roasting his own s' more.
"Can you open mine?" Sam asked since he was too busy trying not to burn this marshmallow as well.
Dean nodded and bit Sam's bottle open and did the same to his own.
"That can't be good for your teeth" Sam said and Dean rolled his eyes.
"Since when did you become Mr. Dental… Guy" Dean said, unable to find something witty to say back.
Sam just looked weirdly at him and heard Dean mumble a 'shut up' even though he didn't say anything, he took a sip of his beer and ate his s' more and that's when he noticed how tired he actually was.
Sam placed the beer bottle on the wooden table behind them and stretched his arms over his head.
"Tired?" Dean asked and swallowed down pretty much half of his bottle.
" Thirsty?" Sam teased and Dean didn't bother to reply, he just held his bottle up in some kind of a salute and took another sip of it. Sam gave a nod before he yawned and lay down on the blanket. "Look at the stars" Sam said and pointed up into the sky.
"Yeah right, it's the same one we see every night when we're off fighting different bitches" Dean laughed and lay down next to him, arms under his head. "Which I want to get back to by the way"
"Let's just try a week without you having a fever, passing out or vomiting first, okay?" Sam said and bumped his arm in Dean's side.
"Yeah yeah, Florence nightingale" Deans laughed "Shit, did you see that?!" He said and pointed up at the sky.
"What?" Sam asked.
"It was a meteor or something!" Dean said and Sam shook his head.
"No it wasn't, if there was gonna be a meteor shower we would have heard about it" He sighed "It was probably just a shooting star"
"It was still cool" Dean said.
"Fine then, make a wish" Sam answered and tilted his head to look at Dean, who just saw questiongly at him "When you see a shooting star you can make a wish" he said with a yawn
"I know that, I'm not completely brainless, but it's no point" Dean said and got up from his place on the blanket and offered his hand to help Sam up. "Let's go to bed before you pass out"
"Okay" Sam said sleepily "What about the fire?" He asked and Dean shook his head.
"It will burn out sooner or later, let's go" He said and tugged an arm around Sam's waist when he almost fell flat on his face "Sleepyhead"
"It's tiring to watch after you all day" Sam said and yawned again.
"First of all, you don't need to look after me and second of all: Now you know why I'm so darn tired" He joked and Sam was too sleepy to argue so he let Dean guide him inside.