ext_11113 ([identity profile] elessar.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] ex_argyle688 2008-10-31 06:59 pm (UTC)

Dean comes bounding out of the diner, shrieking almost too much like a girl. Sam just shakes his head and rolls his eyes.

"Dean, will you calm down?"

There is a lot of humor in this situation, and Sam can see it quite clearly. Dean's always been the one to jump to the chance to hunt demons. He's always been the fearless one, and for once, he's the one scared shitless.

But he can also see how problematic this is. If Dean's frightened this much, who's there to comfort him in the dark? Who will be there to hold him when he wakes up from those godawful nightmares that look like premonitions more and more each day?

As Sam steps up to Dean's form, crunched over and hyperventilating on the sidewalk, he tries to remember how Dean used to comfort him when he was a kid. He wraps an arm around Dean and rubs a soothing hand up and down his back. He whispers words into his ear and just tries to take Dean's mind off of everything that has him on edge.

He knows he needs to put a stop to this ghostly mischief, and fast. If Dean succumbs to the path of fear and lets it take over him, the world is doomed. And whether Sean wants to admit it or not, he knows that he would be nothing without his big brother.

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