Excerpt from my latest in progress fic
"Living on the road had been the only life Sam Winchester had ever known until Stanford and Jessica, minus the odd times they’d landed for a few weeks or months in a stable place, just long enough for Sam to get some schooling in, to get settled just enough to make a few friends before being pulled somewhere else. It was a life that suited Dean just fine, but it had never sat well with him. He saw other kids, kids who went to houses that stayed put, that had mothers and fathers and bedrooms and kitchens and garages where the car went in and the door closed behind it. For years he’d longed for that life, to just be a normal kid who went to school and went home and had to deal with homework and nothing more frightening than bullies or pimples or who to ask out on a date. The ideal life. Normalcy."