The picnic had been fun for Sam, especially the part where he'd gotten to meet his new little sibling. While he still had some doubts about agreeing to let Priestly mess with his hair (and put makeup on him, oh God), Sam was more concerned about the impending move into the cabins, and having to live with Chuck. It was possible some people would ( Read more... )

Sam stayed in bed long after he'd woken up, just staring at the ceiling. His mind was racing far too quickly to let him fall back asleep, no matter how tired he still felt from the weekend. Fighting mummies had been exactly as interesting as he'd imagined, but despite Dawn and Dean's protests, he was still feeling guilty about what happened to ( Read more... )

Sam woke up with a start, and muttered to himself under his breath when he discovered he'd fallen asleep fully clothed, with a book draped over his chest. Clearly, he'd needed sleep more than he thought he had.

( Not that yesterday had been all that exhausting... )

Sam shifted to bury himself further under the covers, trying to grab a few more minutes of sleep. But now that he was awake, he couldn't stop trying to process everything that had happened over the past few days.

( Gee, I wonder what's under here? )