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[It isn't his laptop, but he manages to figure out the basics in short order. So have a patented pair of Sam Winchester's puppy dog eyes staring at the screen.]

Uh - hey. I'm not sure if anyone else out there can really hear me. To tell you the truth, I'm still not convinced that any of this is real.

[Sure, he's seen more than his share of strange things. But his dreams have been equally bizarre. He's sort of hoping for the latter.]

I'm looking for someone. His name is Dean.

[Or maybe he's under an alias. But he really doesn't feel like covering the list that ranges from "Dr. James Hetfield" to "Sigfried Houdini"]

He's got brown hair, brown leather jacket, hazel eyes - I think. Anyway, if anyone can hear me, and they see him, tell him...tell him that his brother is looking for him.

And that I'm sorry.

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[He's proud of the knowledge but it makes the corner of his lips twitch upwards a little bit that his son - if this is in face him - would feel the need to tell him that.]

Next best thing.

[He pulls out two bags of salt. The quantity is bound to make them uncomfortable, but nothing the average human can't force down. One is passed on, the other is downed in one gulp with no complaints.

Again, it burns his throat but he resists the urge to get water, not until the other mirrors the gesture.]

I don't think we really need to worry about our sodium intake.

[Sam smiles faintly. It's not like most hunters really live long enough to worry about high blood pressure. He takes the salt, and swallows it down. Nothing.]

Dad. It's really you.

[Sam exhales it before finally finally reaching for him.]

[Suddenly, the catch in his breath has nothing to do with fear. The last he saw of his Sammy, he had to beg him to stop fighting. Now his son is reaching for him, and it's too good to be true but everything he knows tells him it is.

He reaches back, wrapping his arms tightly around him and pats his back.]

It's good to see you, Sammy.

[He feels relief, and happiness, and regret. All the emotions that only family can bring out of him. And suddenly none of this seems as bad as it did before, because at least its given him this chance.]

It's good to see you too.

[He's breathless with it, on the verge of tears but not letting them fall. Sam leans back after a moment, just drinking in the sight of him and knowing that it's real.]

So how have you been since you got here? Are you staying with Dean?

[They mirror each other, and this time not in anger. It's difficult to keep his emotions at bay but he struggles to make it work.]

Fine, yes. You'll come live with us.

[It's not a question nor a request.] It's really him as well.

Then everything's gonna be okay.

[Between the three of them, how could it not be? But now that one problem's been solved, Sam immediately realizes the next: what is his father going to do when he finds out what he's done?]

So...have the two of you had a lot of time to catch up yet?

Not a lot, but we will, we all will.

[It's not that he didn't bring the subject of Sam up, but the entrance of Dean's...whatever that thing is...derailed the conversation quickly and put unneeded strain on their relationship.]

Come on, I'll take you...I guess it's home for now.

Home.

[Sam can't stop himself from grinning. Home. It's sort of a foreign concept to him, but if he's with Dean and his dad, it's something he can believe in.]

[He keeps his arm around John's shoulders as they leave. Tallest in the family.]

[Sam always was the sentimental one in their little dysfunctional family. The way he insists to keep his arm around him, it reminds him of Mary; Sam's always been her boy, even if he doesn't know it.

He doesn't want to discuss anything meaningful out in public, so he opts out for some light teasing instead.]

You look good, other than that ridiculous hair. [He looks healthy, strong, human.]

Not you too.

[Sam grins over at him. No matter what he does, Dean's always got something to say about his hair.]

You think it would look better if I had a beard?

[Oh Sammy Sammy Sammy...who do you think Dean learned to mock long hairdos from?]

Don't see how it can get any worse - at least you'll look like a man. [A pause] From upfront.

[After the way they parted and after what happened since they parted being able to just tease his son brings almost overwhelming happiness with it.]

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