“What did I say about the chick-flick moments, dude? Seriously!” Dean grimaced and slapped Sam up the back of his head as Sam batted him away, both laughing.

Some days, it felt like they’d never been apart.

Aww. :)

Good fic! I liked the various looks at how the boys have protected each other over the years. I especially liked Sam coming to Dean's rescue, and then Dean deflecting the chair while Sam didn't even flinch, knowing Dean had his back.

*squishes the boys*