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Title: We Must be in Texas
Fandom: Supernatural
Author: Kat
Rating: G
Chars/Pairs: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Genre: Gen, Season One Era, Comfort, Driving
Warnings: None
Word Count: 179
Summary: Some things just never change.
A/N: Part of the Pi(e) Month Series, celebrating Pi(e) Month (March 2014).
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. I do not make any money from this fanfic whatsoever.
It unsettled Sam a little how easy it had really been to slide right back into his old life. He started bickering with his brother right where they left off. Old patterns fell back into place without his noticing. Even the passenger seat of the impala fit like it always had, like it had been waiting for him.
Being on the road again was almost comforting. He hadn’t realized how confined he had felt trying to be normal until it had been snatched away from him. Sam would never tell Dean this, but he slept better scrunched in the passenger seat of the impala with his head against the window than any bed he had ever found.
As he woke from his latest nap, a billboard came into view as his eyes focused. “We’re in Texas, aren’t we?”
“How did you know?” Dean briefly looked over questioningly, especially since when Sam went to sleep, they were supposed to be heading towards Missouri.
“That billboard was advertising bacon apple pie.”
“Where?”
Sam shook his head. Some things just never changed.
Fandom: Supernatural
Author: Kat
Rating: G
Chars/Pairs: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Genre: Gen, Season One Era, Comfort, Driving
Warnings: None
Word Count: 179
Summary: Some things just never change.
A/N: Part of the Pi(e) Month Series, celebrating Pi(e) Month (March 2014).
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. I do not make any money from this fanfic whatsoever.
It unsettled Sam a little how easy it had really been to slide right back into his old life. He started bickering with his brother right where they left off. Old patterns fell back into place without his noticing. Even the passenger seat of the impala fit like it always had, like it had been waiting for him.
Being on the road again was almost comforting. He hadn’t realized how confined he had felt trying to be normal until it had been snatched away from him. Sam would never tell Dean this, but he slept better scrunched in the passenger seat of the impala with his head against the window than any bed he had ever found.
As he woke from his latest nap, a billboard came into view as his eyes focused. “We’re in Texas, aren’t we?”
“How did you know?” Dean briefly looked over questioningly, especially since when Sam went to sleep, they were supposed to be heading towards Missouri.
“That billboard was advertising bacon apple pie.”
“Where?”
Sam shook his head. Some things just never changed.
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