Rating: PG-16 (language/adult themes)
Category: Dean,Sam (gen)
Disclaimer: Don't I wish! :-D
Summary: Sometimes there is nothing that can be said that can make it right. All the Winchester brothers can do is keep going forward, and try to be there for each other. Will it be enough?
Spoilers: Set after at least 2.05 (but is still on track even post-Crossroad Blues)
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3
Author's Note: So, being the OCD person that I am, I've learned up on how the boys could feasibly do the whole credit card thing and not got caught for so many years. The mentions I make of it in the first chapter will need to be tweaked just a little, because our boys don't just randomly steal stuff like that. They have a method, and typically do it in such a way that it really is pretty much a victimless crime (except to the credit card company). So bear with me. I know the early chapter or two has been wobbly, but we're rolling now. Really! *g*
It was just a little after six the next morning, and for once, Sam had gotten more than two hours of sleep in a row. His vision headache still throbbed dully, but it was more bearable than it had been in a while, and if asked, Sam could have honestly answered that he felt somewhat human. Not that anyone was asking, he thought with amusement.
“Mmmmmph,” Dean murmured as he buried his face further into his pillow, and even though Sam was anxious to get moving, he’d already decided a few minutes more wouldn’t hurt. He wasn’t the only one having a hard time sleeping.
( Continued... )