I've had this fic in my memories for a while, but I never commented and I should have before now because this is fabulous. I love the first half. Absolutely love it. Fabulous images of life for the weeWinchesters, particularly Dean on Sam- his gangly limbs, gap-toothed smile, jam on his face and grass on his shirt. It makes my heart ache for both boys reading that part.

And I love the quiet reflection of the second part, how Sam is the one to bring them back to a similar place, a place where they were happy, once. Awesome, awesome job. I hope you don't mind if I include this in my latest recs post.