Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Eight: In Sam's Arms

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Notes:

The title of this chapter does not mean Wincest.

Chapter Text

The older hunter slowly awakened, stiffening while he tried to take stock of where he was and who he was with. He remembered getting a motel room and waiting for Sammy to get out of the shower.

'SAMMY!!!'

He tried to move and feel the other person who held him so tightly. Huge. Dean began to struggle. He felt the other person hold on tighter and panicked.

"Dean! It's all right," his baby brother spoke softly.

"Damn it, Sammy! What the hell are you doing?"

"Taking care of my big brother for once. Don't argue. You were having bad nightmares last night so I'm not letting you go. It's early, and you need more sleep."

"No, Sam," the older man interjected.

"Yeah, Dean. I'm bigger than you now. Yes, you can still kick my ass, but right now you can't. Go back to sleep. You haven't been getting enough."

Sam could almost feel his brother fuming but knew the man had lost.

Slowly, Dean Winchester dozed back off and his younger brother continued to hold him close.


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