Sometimes, they would come back to a sleepy Sammy on the couch. Never the bed, Sam waited for them. Always.
The kids, Mary, i think there's something wrong with them ...
Sometimes, i need your help, Mary ... Sam and i just fought again today ... He was out waiting for Dean ...
Well, at least i got them to grow closer, no?
Dean chose Sam, Mary. I should feel proud. But the way they look together ...
Sometimes Sam reminds me of you, Mary ... He had that love to animal just like you did ... He's a good kid, kind and caring ... but those will likely to kill him during hunts ...
I need to train him, Mary ...
He's a really good kid, Mary. Drop his backback in the car and bring his math book with going out to hunt with us. Math book.
You'd never thought of it, won't you, Mary?
I tried to separate them, Mary. I sent Dean to Bobby's while i took Sam for a hunt. I caught them like this that night. Dean sneaked out and Sam fooled both me and Bobby. They're clever kids. Just ....
I need your help, Mary. There's something wrong with our boys ...
The boys sleep together again ... It was a bad hunt, Mary. Sam was spooked, and ain't no way Dean would let him sleep alone ... I tried warning them, but when i open the door at 2 in the morning, they were sleeping together. Again.
Do you think i should continue separating them, Mary? I don't know ...
I wish you were still here.
They're so close, Mary ...
Sometimes, Mary, i wonder if what we are doing is good. Both Sam and Dean doesn't go to school no more, and they're closer than ever ...
Sometimes i wonder if i was wrong, Mary. If i was the reason why he became like this.
When Sammy was small, he used to love to draw. I'd come back home after a hunt on a randome day and Sammy'd be on the motel's bed grinding his crayons on the wall into shapes.
I see cats, dogs, cereal boxes. mapple syrup bottle ...
I saw Dean, too, on that wall.
I didn't see myself. But that's alright.
Sammy loves to snuggle inside of his blanket. Not drapping over, not just hugging the blanket, the whole burrito himself inside every blanket he could get his hands on.
I guess it was because the cocoon gives him some sense of safety. It said so on the website ...
I think my arms can offer safety too. I wonder
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