Sam Winchester @IntelligentSam_

displease was still seen, "Dean, don't pin this all on me. You know I'm not the one to blame for all this." ((@DeanTheDeaf))

bit, looking directly at his brother with a barely noticeable amount of worry, though a fair amount of -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

the statement his brother had made a few moments ago. Lowering his head slightly, he relaxed his face a tad -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

ask? Your constant lying Dean, that's what I'm so mad about." He was about to continue ranting on, until he remember -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

his face as he saw his brother with the keys, speaking out before he could ever exit the room, "Do you even need to -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

with puckered lips, his eyes began darting around, until they finally laid back on his brother. An unsure expression on -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

Now replaying the words in his mind over and over, he thought about just what Dean had said. Looking off to the side -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

had answered him so clearly and quickly, there was no way he could have known. ((@DeanTheDeaf))

problem, yet he could still continue on working. One thing Sam was still unaware of, was Deans inability to hear, he -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

with him as well, leaving Sam with having the task of using his own. Constantly running out of ammunition was also a -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

bunker since the necessary equipment was all in reach. Dean taking the impala meant he took most weapons -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

Even if he did leave, he'd need to return frequently to gather supplies and Intel, which he preferred to do at the -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

bluffing. He couldn't just leave, he had already brought a lot of his things to the bunker, he was even working a case. -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

face, "I then maybe I should be the one to just go." The fake smile now disappeared, he knew for a fact that he was -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

Sam couldn't help but laugh sarcastically at this, letting out an exaggerated sigh, a fake smile plastered on his -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

he began to speak yet again, "You've already had a drink, now you should go." ((@DeanTheDeaf))

Looking down by where Dean had been standing, he spotted the beer and slightly shaking his head, looking back at Dean -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

weapons, he began to speak up, his voice filled with an emotion of slight annoyance and anger, "Why are you here?" -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

why they had separated all those years ago, but it was clear that he did not want to see his brother. Lowering his -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))

Even though it has been so long since he has seen him, anger still overwhelmed Sam. He did not exactly remember -- ((@DeanTheDeaf))