Memories & Time.
Title: Memories & Time
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the ideas in my head.
Warnings: Spoilers for Season 3's Episode Mystery Spot.
Summary: You just know those Tuesday's effected Sam more then He let on.
Notes: Feedback Helps my Muse.
Sam sat at the table in yet another one of their many Motel rooms, He stared in to space. He'd lived without his brother for months. He'd watched Dean die over and over. He flinched every time he replayed that gun going off in his mind. Wanting to make the memories of Dean's Death go away. But they wouldn't. Possibly worst of all had been that first Wednesday. He'd held Dean in his arms watching his brother bleed to death and not being able to do anything about it. So he'd focused on finding the trickster. Getting his brother back. He had, eventually, He had.
He'd become as obsessed as his Father with Azazel. Because of Dean. Because he wanted Dean back. He'd almost done the same after Jessica. Only he'd had Dean to pull him back. He'd followed a routine. Wake up, Make Bed, Brush his teeth, look for the Trickster, Eat, Go to bed, Wake up and then it'd be the same day over again.
Just like those Tuesdays. Everyday he'd be sure he'd find away to change it. To save Dean. Because he couldn't have let himself give up. Saving Dean was all he could focus on. And he'd failed. Just like he'd fail again when Dean's Deal came due. Except then they'd be no second chances, No one to convince to give him his brother back.
He hears the door open, and shut with a click, hears Dean Murmuring something about food, and a diner, and a girl with a tattoo and suddenly it just becomes too much. Before Dean or even himself expects him to move. He's slammed Dean against the motel door, got Dean pressed against it and Sam hesitates for a moment, Barely hearing Dean's Tirade of 'What the hell are you doing Sam'. Before he's slammed his lips against Dean's.
Before he's ripped the buttons of Dean's shirt with one smooth tug. Before Dean's kissing him back and they’re ripping each other's remaining clothes off. He's pleading, begging Dean in his own way to forgive him for wanting him like this. He wants Dean to know he's Sorry that he's pushed them to this. That he loves Dean so much more then a brother should love him. But all that seems to come out of his mouth are 'I want' and 'I need' and 'Dean please.' And before he knows it he's flat on his back on the bed and Dean and He are touching each other just the way they know how and in one moment time seems to still as they both climax.
Suddenly everything rushes back to Sam. And he knows what they've just done they can't go back from. So then there's just Sam and Dean, Laying on the bed, breathing Heavily, trying to find the air they need. Sam looks over to Dean and their gazes’ meet, Dean offers a soft smile and a teasing comment and Sam knows that for now. No matter what. It's going to be okay. Because He’s Sammy and He has Dean.
FIN.