Who:Dean and Sam Winchester What: Brothers gotta stick together When:Shortly after Dean's graffiti post Where: On the back of the Impala Status: In progress Rating: TBD
Dean wasn't sure where to take Sam. He could have taken Sam to the Roadhouse, which held too many memories for everyone, or he could have taken him to another seedy bar, but he was afraid that would feel like too much of a direct avoidance of the Roadhouse, so he went instead to a corner gas station and picked up a six pack of beer, got his baby brother and headed to the beach. The six pack made a satisfying sounding clunk when Dean put it on the top of the trunk, and somehow Dean had a feeling this was the right to do. It felt like those times when they were on the road again, just the two of them and they'd get to talking after a hunt.
"Here." He said, giving the first beer to Sam and then taking one for himself. He stood there, sipping at the alcohol, and waiting on Sam to start talking. They all felt the loss of Heather, because though Heather and Sam weren't going to be married, they still had a past, and a future in the child. Now they'd never have that, the child was gone, and God knew where it was, what happened to it...They were all hurting, but Sam was the one who lost his child and the woman he had loved for a time.