Despite wanting to stay with his sister and never let her out of his sight ever again Dean forced himself to leave the two, going into the gas station to grab a few things for her.
He remembered being brought back to life from death and the first thing that had hit him was a deep thirst so he bought the biggest water bottle the station had. He also grabbed a few granola bars and chocolate bars to tide her over before they got her real food. If she hadn't had to stay at the gas station he was sure that she would've tried to steal some but she had been stuck there for the time being.
Coming back outside he immediately spotted the pair of them, leaning against the car and just holding onto one another. The both of them were talking and Sam's hand was on the kids cheek, stroking it tenderly with her thumb. Dean stopped for a moment and just watched them.
Because of how much older the kid looked it didn't really look like a mother and son but the look on their faces was similar enough. They both had almost the same heart broken and loving look in their eyes, the kid's shoulders were shaking and in response Sam wrapped her arms around him once more.
Dean came up at that moment, getting both of their attention. He held up the offerings and a grateful look appeared on Sams face as she reached for the water bottle. She opened it and drank from it, a small groan escaping her. A small trickle of water escaped the corner of her lips and the kid reached out to gently wipe it away.
Sam smiled at him as she finished drinking, offering him the bottle as well. The kid shook his head and half glanced at Dean.
"Hungry?" Dean asked, handing over the chocolate and the bars as well, watching a relieved expression appear on her face as she unwrapped and bit into the chocolate. She nodded, licking her lips.
"Starving." Sam confirmed, looking at the kid once more and smiling. She reached for the kid's hand and held onto it. The kid looked down at their entwined hands and almost visibly melted at her touch.
Getting back into the impala Sam took her seat in the passenger's seat, leaning into the seat with a relieved sigh, relaxing into the leather. The kid hesitated but got into the backseat, Sam did turn to look at him and offered him her hand, both of them held their hands together the entire ride.
Dean quickly found them a diner for them to eat at, nothing special that they should eat at but it was the first place that was on their road.
They didn't talk about anything important over lunch, Dean sat on one end and Sam and the kid sat on the other side. The kid pressed into Sam half the time, the other half he would glance at Dean and start to pull away only for Sam to pull him back to her.
"We should talk. About everything else." Dean said softly once they had all eaten. Sam had finished her entire plate, Dean had mostly finished his, and the kid had only eaten half.
Sam looked at the kid and at the plate a bit worried. "You can't eat or you're just full?" she asked him.
The kid played with his fork. "Its kinda both." he mumbled. "I don't really...eat that much and I don't have to, I just like it."
Sam nodded slowly at that and glanced around for their waitress. "Maybe we should get some coffee before we talk."
"I'll get it mom." the kid quickly said, moving out of the booth and going to the counter, waiting for the waitress to talk to him.
Sam watched him fondly, a smile on her face. "He told me you've been taking good care of him." she said, her voice soft. She glanced at Dean and smiled. "He said that you've been helping him with a lot but you're still kinda worried about his powers so that part's a bit apprehensive on both of your sides."
For a moment Dean didn't understand what she was saying, the words slowly registering in his mind. "He said what?" he asked.
"That you've been taking good care of him." Sam repeated. She turned her body towards him completely, watching him. "Is it true?"
Dean breathed out and picked his coffee up, staring into the dredges for a moment. "No." he said quietly. "Not even close."
Sam nodded, glancing at the kid once more. "Yeah, I didn't want to call him out on it but he was adamant." she said.
"I'm not mad, I'm not upset." she added, raising an eyebrow. "But I'm kinda disappointed."
Oh that was just worse and she knew that, low blow Sam. He'd have preferred that she had thrown her plate at him, cursed him out, something else.
He glanced at his watch. "You have officially been a mother for one hour, you're not allowed to use mothering tactics on me."
"I am allowed to use all the mothering tactics on you because I am a mother." Sam told him. "So that means you need to listen to me now."
"Okay listen, after all of your diapers that I helped dad change, I never have to listen to you ever." Dean told her. "I have been mothering you for a lot longer there kiddo, I'm a level above."
Sam reached and threw one of his fries at him. "We'll see." she said mischievously, a smile spreading along her face.
The kid came back to the table then, carefully carrying a tray of coffee for the three of them. He placed it on the table and sat back down next to Sam.
"I don't know if I like coffee." he said, looking at Sam.
"It's an acquired taste." Sam told him with another smile, taking his hand in hers for a moment. The kid curled his fingers around hers and held onto it before letting go so that they could reach for their respective cups.
Sam drank deeply from it, eyes closed to enjoy the taste. She let out a small happy sound and when she opened her eyes, she took on a serious face.
"Okay." she said, leaning forward and placing her elbows on the table. "Fill me in about everything else that's happened."
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