SPN because I am bored...
When Sam and Dean were little, before Dean could go on every hunting trip and Sam was still mostly unaware of the things around them, John visited Missouri on a regular basis. She would always ask how the boys were doing, and John would always say, "As good as can be expected."
But one day she asked, and John was feeling paticularly honest, or maybe just the full weight of his fatherhood, and he said, "Dean is Sammy's hero. He follows him around, wants to be just like him. But Dean." He shook his head. "That boy worships his little brother like nothing I've ever seen. I'm afraid it's going to get them both killed one day."
Missouri smiled. She walked over to John and placed her hand on his shoulder. "No," she said. "That's exactly what's gonna keep those boys alive."
But one day she asked, and John was feeling paticularly honest, or maybe just the full weight of his fatherhood, and he said, "Dean is Sammy's hero. He follows him around, wants to be just like him. But Dean." He shook his head. "That boy worships his little brother like nothing I've ever seen. I'm afraid it's going to get them both killed one day."
Missouri smiled. She walked over to John and placed her hand on his shoulder. "No," she said. "That's exactly what's gonna keep those boys alive."