Supernatural Feelings

November Rain

'Dude, you really need to update your cassette collection,' Sam said as he went through out box of tapes.

'What's wrong with them?' Dean asked defensively. He was very protective of his old cassettes.

'Well for starters, they're cassettes. And really, AC/DC, Metallica, R.E.M. These are like the greatest hits of mullet rock,' he said, disgustedly.

'There's nothing wrong with them,' I said, reaching back to snatch my other R.E.M. tape cover from his hands.

'Besides house rules Sammy,' Dean cut in, 'Driver picks the music, backseat shuts his cakehole.'

'You know, "Sammy" is a chubby 12-year-old. It's Sam, ok?'

'Yeah, yeah,' Dean replied as he ejected my R.E.M. tape and threw it at me replacing it with one of his AC/DC ones.

'She was a fast machine,

She kept her motor clean,

She was the fastest damn woman that I ever seen'

Me and Dean sang along as loudly as we could bring back so many memories of car trips with singing like we were now and the many games we made up that no one could even remember.

'You, Shook me all night long!'

Me and Dean screamed the chorus out at the top of our voices, with idiotic smiles on our faces while Sam shook his head, the ghost of a smile gracing his beautiful face.

'Come on Sammy, live a little,' I called over the music.

'I think we'll all live a little longer if at least one of us keeps a level head. And its Sam,' he called back and I rolled my eyes. I had called him Sammy my whole life, now he was asking me to change just because he was going to college and had some pretty little girl waiting for him at home. Well screw him.

'Whatever!' I yelled back and tucked down into the seat, staring outside my open window, letting the cold air caress my face. He wasn't my Sam anymore and by the look of it, he never would be again.

The decline in the music volume cause me to turn my head to look at Dean.

'Want me to pull over and let you drive again?' Dean asked softly.

'Nahh, I'm good. Can you put the Guns & Roses tape in though? I feel like November Rain,' I replied, giving him an unconvincing smile.

'Ok Riot,' he replied, not falling for my smile, putting in the Guns & Roses song.

'When I look into your eyes I can see a love restrained

but darlin' when I hold you, don't you know I feel the same? Yeah

nothin' lasts forever and we both know hearts can change

and it's hard to hold a candle in the cold November rain.'

I whispered the last line under my breath, Sam's face clear in my mind behind closed eyes. I remembered him the night he walked away, how I called his name, I begged him to come back but he went anyway. He didn't feel the same way about me, he never had and never would so I shut my eyes and let myself fall into the music, to ride the lyrics to a better place away from the pain where I was ok, where I was happy.

And if we take the time to lay it on the line

I could rest my head just knowin' that you were mine, all mine

So if you want to love me then darlin' don't refrain

Or I'll just end up walkin' in the cold November rain.'