Flying

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Dean had always been afraid of flying. No matter how many times he had done it, he couldn't shake the feeling of dread that settled in his stomach as soon as he stepped onto a plane.

This time was no different. As they boarded the plane, Dean felt his palms start to sweat, and his heart rate increased. He tried to play it cool, but Sam could see right through him.

"You okay, Dean?" Sam asked, giving his brother a concerned look.

Dean shrugged, trying to brush it off. "Yeah, just not a fan of flying, that's all."

Sam nodded, understanding. He knew that Dean had never been comfortable with heights, and flying was the worst of all.

As they took their seats, Sam reached over and took Dean's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "It's okay, Dean. I'm here with you."

Dean looked at Sam, grateful for his brother's presence. He interlaced their fingers, feeling a sense of comfort wash over him at Sam's touch.

As the plane took off, Dean closed his eyes, trying to block out the fear that threatened to overwhelm him. But with Sam's hand in his, he felt a sense of calm that he couldn't explain.

They talked quietly as the plane flew through the air, Sam distracting Dean with stories and jokes. And all the while, Sam's hand never left Dean's, a constant source of comfort and support.

By the time they landed, Dean felt like he had conquered his fear. He knew that it wouldn't be gone forever, but with Sam by his side, he felt like anything was possible.

"Thanks, Sammy," Dean said, giving his brother a grateful smile.

Sam grinned back at him. "Anytime, Dean. You know I've got your back."

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