Sam
Winchester sat in the diner across from his brother, watching the man stuff
food into his mouth and hitting on a pretty blond waitress. The younger brother was frustrated and angry. He wanted out.
His list
of reasons grew longer every day. The
Dean who returned from Purgatory was worse than the Dean who was sent
there. Sam saw no reason to have to
continue his existence living and hunting with is big brother. He wanted other things. Most of all he wanted out from under the
burden of Dean.
Sam looked
up as Dean went to pay for the meal. The
older man turned and winked at him. Sam
sighed. There was no telling what time
the man would return to their room.
Standing and stretching his tall frame, the younger hunter nodded and walked out of the
restaurant. It was a half mile hike back
to the motel and the weather was growing colder. He looked at roiling clouds in the sky and
thought, ‘Snow or ice?’
The good
thing for him was no brother tonight.
Sam smiled softly and walked faster.
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