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He likes to watch them, making silent bets with himself first about when they’ll realize it. And then, afterwards, when they’ll tell and if. He smiles at their eagerness, playing out in different ways; for Jared it’s beaming and slightly bouncing around, not that easy to catch. Jensen gets a weird look on his face, like the sun coming up, as his mother used to say, all smiles and less coherent talk. They seem to be even more comfortable with each other, and Jeff has to hide a laugh when they come over, practically glowing, and pretends to be oblivious.






He looks at Sam lying prone on the bed and rubs his face. He is tired himself, bone tired, feeling like ten hours of uninterrupted sleep. Ten hours he will not get, not even if he lies down right away. So he stands next to the bed, watching Sam and the tiny movements he makes. Dean ticks off a mental inventory; no new scratches, no cuts, no pain he knew of. There is an old scar, some wound that did not heal and that Dean regrets. He finally lies down too, watching Sam breathe until he drifts off, almost peacefully.

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