Dean's hand was busted and bruised. He couldn't grip Sam's hair as usual. Sammy seemed to realize this and lightly touched Dean's hand, bringing a slight gasp from Dean.
"Sammy" Dean whispers.
"Shh, I know." Sam whispers back, bringing his lips down to Dean's ear.
"Thanks for taking out that Wendigo before it got to me" Sammy follows up the
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