"Dean, when am I gonna get to hunt? Like you and Dad do." Sam said to Dean, who was shoving clothes and other things into a bag. Dean shrugged. "It's up to Dad. Not me."
"Can't you talk to him?"
"Sam-"
"Dean."
Dean sighed softly, knowing what his father would say already. No. He smiled gently at Sam though. "Of course I'll ask, baby brother."
"I'm not a baby." Sam whined.
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Fanfictionbasic summarization : young sam and dean stories that I come up with •requests are open
