Sam watched the small tv with only seven channels restlessly. "Heya, Sammy." Dean wrote on his whiteboard. Sam barely cast him a glance. "Want some pie?" Dean asked. Sam shook his head. "Is there anything I can get you?" Sam shook his head again. "Do you want to be left alone?" Sam didn't respond for a while, then nodded his head slowly. "Ok, Sammy. Get some sleep, alright?" He wrote before leaving that board on Gabriel's bed, wheeling himself out of the room. Sam flipped to the next channel, wondering if it had magically become interesting. It hadn't. He sighed, pulling up the blanket and trying to fall asleep.
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The Name's Dean
FanfikceDean is...different. He is trapped in a never-ending hell with his brother, as John abuses his children. Sam has always had that easy masculinity and Dean would die for him. Sam probably felt the same way, but what if Dean spoke up about his persona...
