Log ongoing; Closed

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When; Right after the Dante's curse
Rating; R
Characters; Dean and Sam Winchester
Summary; Sam's holing up and Dean's going to see what's wrong.
Log;

As soon as he got the text from Sam, Dean headed out in the Impala driving at breakneck speed. It was easy to do in the City with cars being far and few. He had to watch for people walking around but blaring Zeppelin helped alert them. He squealed to a stop in front of the church, grabbed the keys out and locked the car up before running into the church.

"Sammy!"

The note about being quiet in church, Dean never got that.

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Sam expected nothing less. It's comforting, both the contact and the glare. Dean was always his stronghold, kept him grounded. Just sitting there, staring up at the alter with him by his side was enough. It took him awhile to speak again.

"I hate October," he said dully, moving his hands from the pew to his lap but keeping his gaze on the alter, "I mean, I've always hated Halloween, but. I hate October."

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"Yeah, October is worse here than it was at home."

Dean looks over at Sam. "I'm still here though. No matter how bad it gets."

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Sam dropps his head into his hands, palms to his eyes and shook his head. Tired, so goddamn tired, and having Dean around always makes it better but somehow it also made it worse. "I know you are. And part of that scares the crap outta me, Dean. I turned into a demon and you still didn't back down." He goes quiet for a second, shaking his head yet again, and he swallows before he speaks. "I don't want to hurt you again, Dean. I can't."

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Dean shakes his head and lets out a breath. It's not a sigh. It's...just tired and weary and not having any answers. "Sam, none of it hurts for long. Not when I get you back."