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Free but at what cost? (Some language warning)

(After this)

Dean had got some sleep, and now he was lying out in the Impala after having some beer from the Drunken Dragon tavern. It helped a little.

Not really.

He sent a comm to Sam earlier when he was more awake saying where he was, and that it was true.

Apocalypse canceled. No more angel condoms, no more Michael, no more Lucifer. The Winchesters were free from destiny's hold.

...No more Earth.

They failed. He failed.

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Sam took a breath and let it out slowly. "That doesn't surprise me, you know. But it does explain a lot about why Stacy had to snag me from behind you." If Stacy couldn't get him before the Ohm killed him in front of Dean, then she'd have to go backwards. "Dean, you can't...you aren't to blame for that. It's not that I don't get feeling guilty over it. I spent four months in the same place, so I understand that."

"Yeah, that's probably why she said she had to be quick."

Dean glanced over at him, "That's different though. It wasn't your job to protect me." He still considered it his job to first and foremost, protect Sam at all costs.

"Yeah, Dean, it is. It's always been my job to watch your back, make sure we both get out of the job in one piece." Sam turned slightly, looking seriously at Dean. "Maybe it's not one that Dad gave me, but that doesn't mean it isn't just as real and important to me."

Dean wanted to point out that it wasn't always Sam's job. Not when he was away at Stanford, or even last year when he was sniffing after Ruby and sucking down demon's blood.

But he didn't want to get into that again. Not now when even that seemed meaningless in the scope of events.

"Glad she was able to get you then. Before you woke up... was having a rough time, Sammy. Thought I'd end up alone after all."

It probably wasn't the time to bring it up. Sam felt guilty enough about what had happened with Ruby. Guilt that was only fed by what had happened to Dean to set the ball rolling.

Sam managed a bit of a smile. "Yeah, well, what can I say? I'm good at following my big brother around."

"Thanks, Sam," Dean smiled a little at that, and reached over to ruffle his brother's hair. Still too damn long in his own opinion, but be hard to get it cut around here. And it was such a Sam thing to have that it'd be weird to see him with short hair.

Honestly, it was getting a little long in Sam's opinion, too. But there wasn't exactly anywhere to get it cut. Unless maybe the Sensorium could do that. Maybe he'd test that.

He batted at Dean's hand, his own smile widening. "Jerk." The way he said it, it was totally a term of endearment. "You got any more beer?"

While Dean had considerable stubble, but hey, part of his charm.

"Bitch," he immediately answered with a grin.

"Not my fault if you drank the last of it." Actually there was one more bottle in hiding. Let's see how long before Sam stumbles across it.

Dean would probably change that the moment he started kissing anybody on a regular basis.

The smile went straight to a grin at the well-known answer and rolled his eyes. "Nope. Your fault for not having more of it." Didn't believe for a second that it had been the last one, but hey. Dean was allowed his stash.

"Well I could have carried more if you were with me at the time, dude."

And since he can't deny his bro anything, Dean then fished around the back, and grabbed the last bottle to hand over.

"Here."

"I'd have been with you at the time if you'd come and gotten me or asked me to meet you to get the beer." He pointed it out with a bit of humor, no matter what it was about. "And thanks. But it's fine. Save it for another time, huh?"

"You sure? And well, I figured you had your head in a book again or something."

He put the drink back down in the back again.

Dean then wondered, "Hey Sammy? You didn't come across those books of Chuck in the media library did you?"

"Yeah, well, I did, but you know that I'd have come when you called." Just like he had now.

He shook his head at the question. "No, I haven't. Though I admit that I haven't really been looking. Even if they were, Stacy probably only has the ones that were published."

"I haven't really looked, but was just curious. Feel better knowing not everybody's seen our True Hollywood Story, you know?" Not knowing that some might have in another way.

"I mean if the ladies want full frontal me, they'd only have to ask."

Sam snorted, putting his hand over his eyes. "Just keep it aimed their way, dude. And put a sock on the door or something." There were things he did not need to see.

Again. Because living in hotels meant sometimes you got accidental eyefuls.

"I do. Anyway, been going to their rooms, and probably next time might be on her ship."

Dean added, "Not my fault if you forget to knock sometimes, man."

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