Sam sinks down against the wall, hands fisted in his hair, eyes closed against the tears of frustration that want to spill over. Behind him, he can hear Dean arguing with their dad, audible even over the rush of traffic zipping past their meagre front yard.
“Dad, he’s only 16. We decided he wasn’t going in the field for another year or two--does it
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Thank you so much for sharing.
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I was originally going to leave it canon compliant, with Sam sneaking off to Stanford with Dean none the wiser, but in the end I just couldn't. I will always hope that Sam wanted Dean to come with him, so I just had to add that in.
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