I don't own Supernatural. But I officially own a hamster named Diego now :)
Sam didn't say more than two words to Dean for the next three days. Just gave him looks. Dean didn't offer up conversation. He knew Sam was mad and there was no reason to try and force his brother to accept anything. It would just make things worse.
Dean sighed and shifted in the passenger seat. He didn't exactly like not driving, but he'd started letting Sam take most of the shifts. He'd woken up from his latest nap as Sam had pulled into a gas station. Just like Sammy to pull over for no reason. Baby wasn't in need of gas and dinner wasn't for a few more hours. He pulled out the prescription bottle and picked at the label. Some anti-nausea crap. He shoved it away again as Sam appeared in the gas station door.
"Here." Sam slid into the driver's seat and held a paper bag out to Dean. The gas station mascot grinned in a lopsided teal color.
"What's this?" Dean peered in and instantly broke into a smile. "Awesome." Dean pulled out the slice of pie.
"Sorry it's not warm. Their microwave was broken."
"Pie is pie, Sammy. I don't discriminate."
Sam smirked with a snort and started the car as Dean took his first bite.
A short blib, but at least I updated something. I'll put a longer chapter up tonight.
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~abrokencastiel
P.S. Apologies for the giant flub I made on Sam! For some possessed reason I put he went to Harvard instead of Stanford. I have since corrected that problem. My bad! If you have no idea what I'm talking about, then you didn't see anything... O.o