Chapter 2 - A Fragile Peace

Word Count: 100

Disclaimer: I don't own the boys. Wish I did.

Dean's dreams are filled with smoke and flame these days.

Mom spoke to him before she burned. Told him she was sorry.

Dean doesn't know why.

Dean won't tell Dad. What the hell good would that do?

It's better now. Farm belongs to an old Marine buddy of John's.

Fresh air, blue sky, green grass.

Dean rides that big grey mare every day. She doesn't mind.

He sits on her back in the pasture while the horses graze around him.

He closes his eyes, turns his face up to the sun. It's peaceful.

He's free. For a little while, anyway.