Sam hadn't slept well after talking to Dean, too wound up at knowing that Dean was mad at him, but even fitful sleep was better than what he'd been getting over spring break, and waking up to find Peter still beside him brought Sam one step closer to acknowledging that all of this was real, and that everything, aside from Peter's memories, had ( Read more... )

It had been a long, but very good weekend as far as Sam was concerned. Dean had gotten an amazing honor, he and Peter had graduated without dying, he'd gotten to see Missouri and Bobby, and he had a whole week left to milk belated birthday fun and presents before there were new students and workshops and summer fun. Of course, he wasn't exactly ( Read more... )

Chris might have been long gone, but Sam? He was still right where Bianca had left him, out for the count. Winchesters and witches were just never a good mix.

[For the knight in emo armor!]

After the disaster of the Petrelli family dinner, Sam figured it would be best to bring Peter back to his room. The walk back from town was quiet, as Sam didn't know where to even start after that, but once they were inside, the door closed firmly behind them, Sam gave Peter a sympathetic look and squeezed his hand again ( Read more... )