Title: Not The Same
Word Count: 610
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Others
Summary: Sam watches the fireworks without Dean.
The frown on Sam’s face deepened as he looked around himself. It wasn’t like there was anything wrong. It just wasn’t the same, sitting on a blanket, in field looking up at the dark sky, waiting for the fireworks display to start. He gave a heavy sigh and leaned back on his elbows, propping himself up as he crossed his ankles. He turned his head to look at the woman sitting crossed-legged next to him and smiled at her.
He had met Alison a few days ago, while on a much needed break from hunting and Dean. She was sweet, charming and fun to be around. They had hit it off and had been spending their free time together. Alison had invited him along to a town picnic capped by a fireworks display said to rival that of any put on by professionals. He had jumped at the chance to spend more time with her. It didn’t hurt that he had been tempted by seeing the fireworks either. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was still in awe of them.
He closed his eyes for a moment and was hit with a long forgotten memory of him and Dean when they were kids, sitting in a field similar to this. It was just the two of them sitting on an old, worn blanket. It had been the first time he had seen actual fireworks and it was because of Dean. Dean had coaxed him out of their motel room, despite their dad’s warning of not leaving at night, to watch as the night was light by showers of colorful lights. It had been one of the best nights of his life; just him and Dean and no cares in the world. They had just been kids that night. He swallowed several times as sadness crept up on him, finally realizing that it wasn’t the same without Dean next to him, knocking shoulders to get each other's attention.
“I’m gonna go,” Sam said quietly as he stood up. He looked down at Alison to see her smile slip from her face as confusion bled in.
“What?” Alison asked as she looked up at Sam, not understanding what was going on. Their date had been going well until now. “Is something wrong?”
“I’m just not feeling this,” he said as he swept his hand up to the night sky. “I’m sorry.” He turned and began the walk back to the motel he was staying at, knowing Alison would be fine since she had driven them and she was surrounded by people she knew.
As he walked, he pulled out his phone, hoping he had a signal. His eyes light up when he saw that he did. Pressing a button, he listened as the line rang and then the call was picked up. He smiled when he heard the familiar voice on the other end, “Hey, Dean. So, I was thinking I could catch the next bus out and meet up with you.”
“Well, it’s about time you came to your senses, Sasquash,” Dean teased before asking where he was.
As he neared the motel, Sam rambled off the town he had ended up in.
“Stay where you are, I’ll be there in the morning,” Dean stated and then ended the call.
Shaking his head, Sam chuckled as he slipped his phone back into his pocket. He heard a rapid succession of booms and turned in the direction of the sound, looking up as the fireworks’ finale went off. He watched until the colorful lights dispersed before he pushed open his door and disappeared into his room to wait for his big brother.