Characters: Sam and Dean (Gen)
Summary: Drabble on "storm."
Author's Notes: Happy Birthday to the delightful scarlett_o! I hope this warms your heart and brings a little bit of "you" to this special day.
Winter rages outside, blinding white swirling under the motel lights. The boys were lucky to make it this far— a stop near the highway to wait out the weather, heat and television beckoning like a childhood dream.
"I'm so cold I can barely think," Dean says, his words clouding the air inside the car. But the room is another world, peeling wallpaper forgiven in exchange for welcome shelter.
Showers take the chill off and they settle under the covers, watching Letterman.
"Nice to be warm," Sam says.
The two of them, just like this… is all that's ever mattered.
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