Okay, all in all this fic is way late...and I apologise but what can I say that isn't just an excuse...

you know the time of year and fortunatley I hope you don't know my teachers...

Drabble 100 word shot, give or take and Season four spoilers sadly- sorry for those whose resisted I'm not helping eh.

Disclaimer: Supernatural, The boys...the FAB! E.K. , that beautiful V8 engine Chevy...and you think I own it?...all?...PFFT!

WARNING: season four linkage! though you don't have to have seen it to understand...well you don't have to completley crazy to be in a nuthouse either but...yeah

DEDICATED! To the fabulous Chailyn aka Courtney lovey, who has put up with me for absolutley ages! and...friggin' rules at these fics! go, go check her out...thanks lovey, you make me sane enough to handle life... -Maniacal grin-


"What Dean? You wanna' take another punch at me, C'mon I'm all here...just hit me...C'mon man HIT ME!"

"I wanna' know what the hell that stunt was lastnight...I told you after everything not to, you promised Sam..."

A finger harshly jammed into Sam's chest.

"You saw the knife, he knocked it...what else could I have done Dean!"

Sam shoved his large hand forward into Dean's own chest and pushed.

"He could've killed you Sam! You almost killed you! Why'd you get off being so god damned stubborn!"

"Where do you think! Well dad's not here to tell you to end me anymore, you're just mad because you have to think for yoursel-"

Sam should've expected the hit. Dean's fist swung and clocked Sam on his cheek, catching his lip.

Sam stumbled, spitting out a mouthful of blood and harshly breathing, chest moving too fast, eyes too moist.

That's how things were these days. The fights were...combustible.