Jul 03, 2010 20:15
[Living doesn't mean the same thing to the Winchester brothers anymore. They've adapted their thinking over time. They've grown used to this place ... Once a swamp, now it's a field, and the two brothers can't help but be reminded of home. Not the home that burned when they were children, but the home they drove through. Every now and then, they find themselves out on the car, when the sky is clear, in the middle of the road. It won't lead them anywhere but back to where they are, but when these moments happen, they don't think about trying to be happy. Things just fall into place.
For Sam and Dean don't know about the roads ahead of them anymore. They just know they have now. They have the sky, the stars, and a couple bottles of cold beers in their hand that they acquired from the camp store. Sam can't help but notice that it's a nice night for everyone, and when he peers around, there are cases of beer everywhere, covered in condensation, and blankets.
Maybe, for now, they can expand on their home a little. Maybe that wouldn't be so bad. ]
(( under the stars type post! this is not ... prose or anything, I just decided to be sappy. Dean and I will be tagging but please use this to mingle and cuddle as much as you'd like. edit SAM IS HEADED TO BED. I'll be back tomorrow to pick up. :D Thanks for the fun threads, everyone. ))