In the days that followed the heart rate incident, Sam hadn't left Gabriel's bed. He used the bathroom only when he was absolutely desperate, hadn't showered in a few days, and Castiel brought him food when him and Dean came up. "He's going to wake up." Sam said with a grin one day. "Duh." Dean replied on a whiteboard. He'd heard Sam say things about Gabriel too many times to count, and his voice was completely gone since he had just had his vocal chords deepened a couple days ago. "I'm sure of it, Dean." Dean simply nodded, taking a dismal look at his ice cream. It definitely wasn't pie.
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The Name's Dean
FanficDean is...different. He is trapped in a never-ending hell with his brother, as John abuses his children. Sam has always had that easy masculinity and Dean would die for him. Sam probably felt the same way, but what if Dean spoke up about his persona...
