Never Say Never
A few days passed and Sams behavior was picking up. He seemed happier lately, though most of his days were spent lingering around Dean while Dean worked on the Impala or around the yard. To some it might have seemed boring, but Sam enjoyed this time. He'd joke around with Dean, and even tease him some..like how he'd never fix a car and such. Dean loved spending time with his brother, and even more that Sam was smiling more. When Bobby asked Sam why he was trailing after Dean like a little puppy, Sam replied with 'He makes me feel safe' and Bobby had dropped it. If Dean didn't care, then Bobby wouldn't say anything else. In fact it made him remember their childhood, when Sam would follow Dean around and try to copy him. Bobby had chuckled at that thought, watching as Dean playfully smacked Sam after something he'd said.
This morning however, Sam didn't want to get out of bed. Dean was currently sitting on his side of the bed, a hand placed on Sams arm. "Sammy, please?" He whispered, trying to cox his brother out of the bed. Sams head shook, and he shuffled down into the covers as he remained facing away from Dean. What Dean didn't know, was that tears were streaming down Sams face silently. Dean sighed and let his head fall back against the wall. Why now? He was doing so good! He groaned in his mind before looking down at Sam. "Why not?" He asked, rubbing Sams arm. Sam shook his head, not wanting to speak. Dean sighed and shuffled down on the bed, draping his arm over Sams waist. "Alright fine." Sam was shocked when instead of leaving and getting annoyed or pissed at him that Dean laid down and offered him comfort. Sam rolled over in Deans embrace, and buried his face in Deans neck. Dean could feel the wet tears on his skin, and tightened his hold on Sam. When Bobby peeked in the room, Dean shook his head in a way of saying 'Sams having a bad day.' Bobby simply nodded and left the room.
It wasn't but an hour later that Dean extracted himself from the bed, and headed downstairs. Dean knew that Sam was living in hell, that every day even when he was happy the memories of what happened haunted him. He would have given anything to switch places, or in this case memories with Sam. He hated seeing his brother in pain, be it physical or emotional. A scowl crossed his face, if he had his way he'd bring Lucas back just to torture him, make him suffer like Sam did. However he couldn't have his way, and was resigned to the fact that he had to pick up the pieces. He just couldn't help wondering, if the damage done..the psychological pain was permanent. Bobby looked up from his spot on the couch when Dean finally reached the bottom of the stairs. "How ya feelin Sunshine?" He asked, trying to make light of the situation. "Fine." Was Deans response as he rounded the railing and headed towards the kitchen.
He was going to get something to eat, and get Sam something to eat. That was if he could get his brother to eat. Pushing the door open he moved into the kitchen and opened the icebox browsing the choices. Shaking his head he pulled out the pre-mixed salad from the icebox and placed it in a bowl before covering it lightly with Sams favorite dressing. That done he reached into the icebox and zapped himself some of the left overs from the dinner the night before, ribs. He filled two glasses with water and placed them and Sams salad on a tray...why Bobby had a tray was beyond Dean but he didn't stop to question it. Instead he focused on bringing Sam his food and trying to comfort his brother the best he could. Pushing their bedroom door open with his foot and shutting it the same way, he set the tray down on the night stand next to Sam as he sat down on the edge of the bed. He didn't need to do more then place a hand on Sams arm, before his brother was jerking and eyes shooting open as they scanned the area before locking onto his face. "De" Sam breathed his body visibly relaxing which secretly pleased Dean. It meant to him that Sam felt safe around him.
Dean offered his brother a small smile before leaning over and picking up the tray, settling it on Sams lap. "Eat." He ordered, staring at Sam as his brother looked down at the food and glancing back to Dean, a shy look in his face before returning to his lap. It pained Dean to see his brother like this, he normally wouldn't hesitate to eat his salad. "For me? Please?" Dean added, nudging the salad towards Sam. Sams eyes slowly raised to meet Deans, and Dean flinched from the emptiness of em. "Please?" Dean repeated and slowly Sam reached out and speared a piece of lettuce with his fork and bringing it to his mouth. He wasn't really hungry, but it'd make Dean smile – which he currently was, a blinding smile – so he'd eat. Dean didn't care that he was beaming at his baby brother, to get him to eat in this funk was great. Moving up the bed he leaned back against the head board next to Sam. "Thats my Sammy." The affection was clear as day in his tone, nothing more was needed to be said as Sam continued to eat his salad, and even finish it.
Dean wanted to urge Sam to drink some of the water, but opted for 'monkey see monkey do' approach instead, and reached over to pluck his glass from the tray. He slowly raised it to his lips, watching Sam from the corner of his eye as he swallowed three sips before setting it down on his leg. Sam glanced towards him, and then the water and back before those gorgeous green eyes settled on Deans glass. Sams hand inched sideways, snaking across Deans thighs and closing around the bottom of his glass. He didn't even hesitate, but released the glass and watched as Sam lifted it to his lips and swallowed some of the water before shyly handing it back. Dean placed it on the night stand along with the tray, and leaned over. "I love you, Sammy." He whispered before placing a kiss on Sams cheek. Sam blushed and murmured a quiet "Love you." before turning on his side and sliding down the bed some, to bury his face in Deans neck. Dean sighed and wrapped his arms around Sam, pulling him so Sam was half on top half off of him. Sam sighed softly, nuzzling his face into Deans neck and placing a kiss on the skin before drifting off to sleep.
It was in this position that Bobby found them four hours later, Deans legs had fallen asleep hours ago but he refused to move. "How is He?" Bobby asked in a hushed voice. Dean turned his head slightly, looking at their father figure over Sams head. "Hes afraid...scared..." "It's understandable son. At least he ate?" Bobby asked, nodding towards the tray. "Yea. I got him to eat." "Good...I'll take these out." "Thanks Bobby..." "For?" "For not kicking my ass and throwing me out the door. Not most people would be alright with two brothers in love." "Boy, I know you'd never do anything to hurt him. Hell, he's to stubborn that even if I did he'd be tracking you down. However, ya hurt him. I'll unload a round of buckshot in you. Ya idjit." Dean smirked at this "I know ya would." He knew Bobby loved them like they were his own, he'd helped raise em after all.
Bobby nodded to him and headed out of the room, just as Sam stirred a low groan escaping him as he buried his face into Deans neck again and tightened his arms around Deans shoulders. Dean chuckled and rubbed circles in Sams back "Rise and Shine princess." He whispered into Sams ear, and Sam grunted at him before slowly lifting his head from its hiding spot, blinking sleepily at him. "Time?" He murmured raising one hand to rub at his eyes. Dean glanced at the clock "Two PM." Dean replied honestly and Sam looked him in the eyes, his love clear as day in them. "Guess we gotta get up hm?" It was clear that Sam was feeling better, and Dean nodded but tightened his arms around his brother. "Yea...Or we could not, and say we did." He replied with a sly smirk. Sam shook his head before leaning down slightly "Tempting...but I don't think Bobby will be pleased." A confused look crossed Deans face, until a throat was cleared from the doorway and Dean turned bright red. Sam burst out laughing, rolling off his brother who growled and rolled to hide his head under the pillow. Sam continued to chuckle as he placed a kiss on Deans shoulder before smirking at Bobby who just shook his head. "Glad to see you're in a better mood Sam." Sam was grateful Bobby was ignoring what he just saw, and Dean was as well...even though it was equal to being caught by your dad in this situation. Come to think of it...he was sure his Dad would disapprove...but for some reason he didn't give a fuck. He got his Sammy back, and he wasn't letting go.
Picture you're the queen of everything
As far as the eye can see
Under your command
I will be your guardian
When all is crumbling
Steady your hand
You can never say never
Why we don't know when
Time, time and time again
Younger now then we were before
Don't let me go
Don't let me go
Don't let me go
A/N: Alright this is sort of a filler chapter. Just good ol fluff, Dean being caring and such. Thought I'd end it with both of them embarrassed by being busted by Bobby xD The lyrics are from 'Never say never – The fray' as well as the chapter name. Ya should look it up, think it sorta fits. ANYWAYS Next chapter will be up ASAP...been busy in real life.