Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester
Spoilers/Warnings: Huge spoilers for 9.13 'The Purge'.
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Don't own them
So there I am, roofied; stoned out of my mind; completely freakin' trashed.
On caramel pudding.
And as if that wasn't humiliating enough, I'm lying there in the basement like a limp rag among the sweet potatoes. Well, until Sam came and picked me up, at least.
He came rushing in as soon as I called, picked me up and fussed around me, filling me with energy drinks until I could see straight.
Gotta say, it wasn't exactly my finest hour!
But then, it was kinda nice too.
Because for one short moment, I could imagine that Sam still cared.
A/N I'm not Sam bashing because I completely accept that Dean's not blameless in this whole fallout even if his actions were driven by the best intentions; but, eternal optimist that I am, I believe that our boys will settle their differences and Sam's love for his brother will win through. This was just something I had to get out of my system after this week's episode!