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When; Immediately after Anna's return or within hours of it.
Rating; R? For language
Characters; Sam Winchester

srsbisnessk and Dean Winchester

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Summary; Sam and Dean are hiding out from Anna
Log;

Dean pulls the Impala up behind the building Sam is in and dials the kid's number. He sits and waits for him to come out, engine idling. He's got a couple of six packs of beer in the back of the car and half a pie that Jo brought for him. They're set to wait out termin-angel.

"Come on Sammy," he mutters and fiddles with the radio until AC/DC 'Highway to Hell' comes up.

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Sam raises the bottle to hips lips and nods his head to the side just a little, "Probably not," and then takes a good long drink. It is very, very true, though he'll try not to outright say it, lest Dean pick on him for going chick flick. But it's been proven before; Sam can't function properly without Dean around, and Cas has always kept them both in line. He'd be at a loss without them. To cover it up, though, he'll add on with a tiny smirk, "But you guys would be just as helpless without me."

Dean chuckles again, smirks and shakes his head. "Yeah 'cause I need a Sasquatch to look after."

And it's clear from the tone of his voice he does need Sam. In the same way that Sam doesn't function properly without Dean, Dean doesn't function properly without Sam. They are wholly and completely dysfunctional. The words are more there to avoid the chick flick moment than to actually cast any sort of meaning on the conversation. His tone conveys all of that.

"More like you need someone to keep you alive and out of prison, jerk," Sam retorts, flicking the beer bottle's cap at Dean with a small grin. Their codependency can be their biggest weakness at times, but it's also their greatest strength. Sam knows full well that they'd stick together throughout anything, and that nothing would be able to stop them as long as they did.

"Yeah. Hope some of that lawyer-boy stuck," Dean grins in response, dodging the bottle cap and flicking one back at Sam.

The nice thing about the codependency is people usually just perceive it as a weakness.

"Well, with how many times we've been hit in the head since then, I wouldn't be surprised if it didn't," Sam laughs a little, grabbing the cap before it hits him and whipping it back at his brother. Had Dean brought up the lawyer thing a year or so, Sam might've gotten offended or saddened, but he had long since accepted this life. Law school is a thing of the past, and even if they did defeat Lucifer and stop the Apocalypse, he probably wouldn't go back to it. He's pretty much made up his mind to stick with Dean for as long as he could.

Dean catches the bottle cap nearly smacking himself in the face as he did. He tossed it back at Sam with a soft chuckle. "Yeah you're still a giant freakishly smart geekboy. Don't worry." There's a lot of pride in his words. More pride than insult even. Dean would trade it all in for an apple pie life. Of course in his apple pie life, Sam lives no further than the house next door.

Sam catches it again, something of a game started now as he throws it back, "Whatever, dude. Don't expect this giant to come defend you when someone finally sues your ass." Sam'd only want that apple pie life if it wasn't anything like the Djinn illusion. No amount of money or success would ever make up for not being best friends with his brother. Nothing is worth losing that.

Dean chuckles and catches the bottle cap. Now that they've got a rhythm down it's fairly easy to keep up the game. "Dude you would so defend my ass. The only thing worth taking is the Impala and you're not going to let that happen." Because that's home to Sam as much as it is to Dean.

"Oh, no way. Dad would kill both of us," Sam jokes, but he still says it fondly. The Impala is the most important thing to ever exist, right? And as long as they had her, it didn't matter where in the country they went; they always had home right there with them. And John really would kill them if they lost it, which Sam might not really mind cuz it'd give them a chance to see him again.

Dean chuckles and nods, taking a sip of his beer. "Yeah. He'd probably come back from the grave to do that."

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