Sam was currently hanging out with a few friends, a situation that was rare for the twelve year old considering how the Winchester’s were always on the move. Dean was proud of his kid brother for being social, Dean even scored himself a sweet date of his own.

It felt nice, going a day without hunting. The girl Dean was talking to was pretty, but he knew it wouldn’t last considering his schedule. He kissed her goodbye, as he was about to head home, before out of the corner of his eyes he could see Sam, walking home alone.