Date: 2009-07-20 03:14 am (UTC)
Dean's arm was locked out and at the ready, but gradually he lowered it, Roger's words sinking into him in a way he couldn't fight off. He rolled slowly off of him, slumping against the ground next to Roger.

"I'm - " he began, forcing a breath of humid air into his aching lungs. "I'm glad you are, too." For once in his life, he had more to lose than just family. "I just don't know how to be without him. Took me all of a day to crack last time."
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