"Please, please don't let this be a dream." Sam mumbled under his breath as he layed curled up next to his brother Dean.

"It's not a dream, Sammy." Dean reassured him, stroking his hair softly.

Sam sighed contently and snuggled closer to his brother.

He truly loved his brother, he really did, and it was much stronger than anybody could ever relise.

They had got finished love-making, as neither one of them would ever call it a fuck.

"Sammy?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"Always and always?"

"Always and always."

"Dean?"

"Yeah Sammy?"

"I love you too, always and always."

They both smiled and curled tighter around each other and fell into a content sleep, filled with love and each other.