Sam was a good big brother. Well, at least that's what he thought. Dean didn't have much time to take care of you, always neglecting you, going out drinking or just hanging out with women.

Sam spent more time by your side, but sometimes he couldn't help but slip away, running away from home when he had the opportunity. He loved you very much, but sometimes it was suffocating.

"Hey little one..." Sam said, waking up and seeing that you were already awake in the living room.