Prompt: graze
Note: takes place immediately following the pilot, although no real spoilers for the episode itself.
One Word
Sam hadn't uttered a word since leaving Palo Alto. A casual glance confirmed that he was still staring out into the darkness, but when the light from a passing car illuminated the interior, Dean could see wetness on his brother's face. Reality had finally set in, hitting hard, shattering Sam's earlier composure.
Instinct took over. Dean reached out and, with slight hesitation, softly grazed the back of Sam's head with his palm. Four years of separation could not negate a lifetime of closeness.
"We'll stop for the night at the next exit."
He was satisfied with the hoarse, one-word reply.
"Okay."
2/8/09