“Jesus, Sam,” Dean tightened his fingers threaded with Sam’s.
“After that fight, I didn’t think anyone would believe me.” Sam pulled back a little and settled his head on Dean’s shoulder.
A rush of cold air over his damp skin, coupled with the memory of Schneider telling Sam during his attack that he’d made sure that Sam’s family wouldn’t believe him
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I LOVE you icon. I never realized I was tri-lingual!
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