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Chapter 12 Bear

Sam woke later in the morning feeling like he had just had the best sleep in years. He was warm and comfortable. His brother's arms were still wrapped around him and his warm breath feel great on the back of Sam's neck. Dean's cast was almost touching his nose but Deans other arm was around his chest and it was a fantastic feeling. Without thinking Sam spun in Deans arms so he faced Dean who was still sleeping peacefully. Sam slowly wrapped his arms around Dean and Deans arms tightened around him but he didn't wake.

Sam snuggled his head into Dean's neck and breathed his brother's scent in. He smelled warmly of light sweat and sleep and just Dean. He couldn't believe he was doing this. It should be wrong being in bed with his brother and snuggling up and enjoying it but he couldn't help it, it felt so right so natural. Why had it been years since they had been in bed together? Their Dad had stopped staying with them when Sam was sixteen and Dean was twenty. He hunted alone or left them for days at a time to hunt with Dean looking after Sam. Dean did research for thier dad at the library, while Sam was at school. Sometimes Dean would be with dad during the day and back with Sam at night. Occasionally Sam stayed on his own overnight and they were the nights when Sam had felt were the loneliest until he went to university and away from both Dean and his father.

Dean started to snuffle awake and Sam felt it was time to move away from Dean before Dean had a fit about the fact they were in bed together. But something in Sam's chest held him still while Dean woke. Sam was setting himself up for heartache here but he kept still anyway. Dean's eyes opened and those stunning liquid green orbs looked into Sam's wide hazel eyes. Dean stunned Sam by hugging Sam closer. Sam was stunned breathless He had been expecting Dean to throw him off the bed or at least leap out of bed but this? Dean's body stiffened slightly in his arms and Sam realized that he was making Dean worry by lying still holding his breath. Dean probably thought Sam was freaking out.

Sam forced himself to breathe slowly and relax in Deans arms. He moved his hands slowly and lightly up and down Dean's back in a gesture that meant 'I want this'. Dean's body relaxed and he snuggled his face into Sam's neck breathing him in as Sam had been doing to Dean moments before.
"mmm morning Sammy bear."
"Sammy bear?"
"Yeah you know, like teddy bear?"
"Teddy bear? Why am I a teddy bear?"
"You're cuddly like a teddy bear."
Holy shit, Dean just called him cuddly!
"I think I'm doing all the cuddling here Dean, that makes you the Teddy Bear."

Dean tightened his hold on Sam by resting his cast on Sam's back and pulling him closer.
"No I'm doing the cuddling, Sammy bear."
Sam ran his hands more firmly over Deans Back.
"Actually you are kind of bony for a teddy bear."
"That's not nice but it means I win." Dean put his nose against Sam's neck and breathed in enjoying Sam's clean smell. "You smell great but I bet I don't. Time for a shower."
Dean gave Sam's neck a big sloppy kiss and unwrapped himself from a stunned Sam. He pushed the covers off and walked slowly over to his bag to get his things out for a shower. Holy fuck! Dean had said he smelled good and then kissed his neck. As surprised as he was he felt a flutter in his stomach, a good flutter.

Dean moved into the bathroom without looking back at Sam but Sam watched his brothers back as he retreated into the small room and closed the door. Dean could feel Sam's eyes on his back as he went. he was determined not to turn around and show Sam he was shocked at his own actions. Kissing his brother, hugging him in bed? What the hell was going on? Did this latest accident turn him into a pussy? He felt no different except for a wanting to be closer to his brother and when he thought about it what was so wrong with that? Sam was Dean's world so maybe it was time for Dean to show Sam how much he meant to him rather than brush him off all the time.

Dean knew Sam loved the hugs and shows of affection but they were things Dean had always hidden least he be hurt. And growing up with his dad after his mother had been killed, Dean hadn't been allowed to cry or show emotion. He had it ground into him that he had to be tough for his dad and Sammy. Well his dad was gone and as much as he had loved his dad and was loyal to him he had been wondering a lot lately about how much his father's obsession had wreaked his family. What if his father had not gone after the demon and instead made it his lifes obsession to look after his kids like his wife would have wanted him to? How different would thier lives be now? Dean knew at one time in his life his dad had loved both his sons and treated them like kids but that had all changed when his mum was killed. Dean thought about it while he showered and for the first time in a long time tugged himself into jeans and managed to do up the button and belt by himself.

Sam was still shocked as his snaked his hand up to his neck where Dean had kissed him and pressed his hand against the skin that felt like it was still searing from Dean's touch. Sam realised with embarrassment that his downstairs brain had liked his morning contact with Dean a little to much. He tried to think of something else to calm himself before he got up to get dressed but then the shower turned on and for some reason Sam's brain wanted to think of Dean in the shower. Damn, what was going on with him? He loved his brother like no one else, even Jessica but this was turning strange. He had better get a handle on it pronto because even though it was Dean who wanted the contact this morning and had kissed him, Dean wasn't likely to want it to continue. It would be a one off and Dean would go back to pushing him away again. Sam tried to take his mind off Dean by thinking about his dream from last night. Dean falling from the roof again but more angles and weird lighting than ever before. The dream made Sam feel sick to his stomach and his downstairs brain cooled off quickly so he got up and quickly dressed and packed his bag.

He went to the small kitchen area and boiled the kettle for coffee making two cups hoping Dean would join him as he hadn't drunk coffee since he had been out of hospital. Sam was stirring the coffee and thinking that he would try to hold off on the touchy feely stuff with Dean in case Dean was doing it for him. Dean came out of the bathroom in jeans and a black T shirt. Dean looked stunning to Sam. It was the first time Dean had had jeans on since the accident and even thought they were a little baggy he looked great.

Sam had to take a deep breath so he wouldn't rush over to his brother and fuss with him just to be close to him. Dean walked over to his bag and pulled out socks and boots. He sat on the bed and got to work. After a few minutes of struggling with them Sam came over to help. He helped Dean up and handed him coffee which Dean drank with him. When they had washed up the cups Dean finished packing. Dean swung his leather jacket on and Sam took a deep breath in at Dean's appearance. Even though the jackets left sleeve was tucked into the pocket because it didn't fit over the cast Dean wearing his leather jacket completed the picture that Sam thought of as Dean healthy and normal.

While Sam used the bathroom Dean settled the account and meet Sam at the Impala. After twenty minutes on the road Dean turned to Sam and lowered the volume on the radio.
"So we gonna talk?"
"About?" Sam flicked his eyes to Dean then back on the road.
"A nightmare someone had last night."
"Oh, you're sure? I don't remember much."
"Just what you can remember then."
"Well, I've been having the same nightmare since you fell through the roof."

Sam felt his throat go dry. He gulped to loosen it up and continued.
"It's always the same but sometimes I see my hand reaching up trying to grab you but you slip through every time."
"So what's your perspective? Are you in the building or outside?" asked Dean.
"At first I was outside but around the time you woke up I've been inside watching you fall every time."
"Huh, do you fall with me or watch me fall from a stationary position?"
"Um... both I think." Sam was wondering where Dean was going with this but keep his eyes on the road.
"Mmm, do you think you might be picking up on me?"
"What do you mean?" Sam flicked his eyes to his brother who looked deep in thought.
"I'm just thinking out loud here but I haven't had a nightmare or even a dream that I know of since I woke up in hospital. Don't you think I should be the one having the nightmares? When I think of that hunt I can feel myself falling and it feels so real it scares me but you think I would be having nightmares or something but nothing no dreams at all."
"Nothing at all?"
"Nothing."
"Do you think I'm channelling your dreams for you or something?"
"I really don't know, Sam."
"Me either. I guess we will just have to see what happens."
"Mmm".
They spent the next hour or so in quiet thought.

After lunch the boys drove for another hour then stopped at a park for a walk. Sam knew Dean was serious about the walk when he stripped off his jacket and walked in a T shirt. Sam stripped his jacket off to join Dean. They walked at a good pace for an hour not talking much but still enjoying each others company. Although it was a sunny day there were not many people about. When they got back to the car Dean didn't put his jacket back on just leaned into the car and pulled out two bottles of water. He tossed one to Sam and drank his own down quickly. Sam had raised only a very mild sweat on the walk but he noticed Dean had a thin line of sweat down the front and back of his T shirt and his hair was slightly damp.
"You okay there big brother?" Sam frowned at Dean as he got carefully into the car.
"Yep." Dean replied lightly.

They drove on and Dean took a short nap, again waking with a headache and stiff neck and back. They stopped for the night slightly earlier wanting to get supplies from a supermarket because they were running a bit low. They bought lighter fluid, rock Salt, more T shirts, new jeans each, couple of blankets. Dean surprised Sam by getting a large case of bottled water. Next they topped up their dwindling first aid kit with bandages, menthol rub, gauze pads, sutures and Tylenol. It was Sam's turn to surprise Dean with some eight hour Tylenol. He was hoping this would help Dean's sore back and legs.

TBC

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