Chapter 4
When Sam woke up the next morning, he was laying alone in his bed. He looked up and found Dean sitting, fully dressed, at the table. Sam sat up.
"Dean", Sam asked, "is evreything alright?" He was kinda afraid that Dean would pretend nothing happened or that it was only a bad dream.
"Sammy..." Dean got up and came over to him. He sat on the edge of the bed. "You're awake, it's nearly noon."
"What were you thinking?", Sam asked. Dean saw the scared look on Sam's face.
"Naawww, bobo", Dean took Sam into a tight embrace and rested his chin on Sam's head, "I was just thinking how we can keep going when Dad is back..." He sighed.
Sam raised his head and looked Dean in the eyes. He didn't want to think about it yet. He just wanted to use the remaining time with his brother sensibly. He scooted slowly further to Dean's face. All the action from the last night came to his memory.
Sam put his lips softly onto Dean's. Dean gasped slightly and replied the kiss. Dean held Sam's head in his hands while Sam's hands caressed Dean's back. Their lips melted together and Sam slowly dropped backwards. He took Dean with him so that now Dean was ontop.
They totally lost track on time and space when suddenly...
"What - the - hell - is - going - on - HERE?"
Sam and Dean looked up.
John, their father, stood in the door. Something fell out of his hands as he turned around to leave the room. The door was shut and both of the boys began to understand what happened. Dean got up and with trembling knees he went to the thing that fell down.
It was a cake wrap. In it was a blueberry pie and a card. Dean opened it and his eyes began to fill with tears.
"Sorry that I couldn't be there. Happy belated, Sam! Dad"
Story's done.
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