peace out bitches

bootswrites:

The one where Dean can’t sleep, the nightmares full of afterimages from Hell are too much.  He goes to bed.  He wakes up.  He stares at the ceiling and wishes he could sleep again.  He gets used to functioning on 6 hours.  Then 4.  Then 2.  He gets crankier and more short-tempered.  His aim gets worse and his focus dies off completely until he hits the point that he starts hallucinating.

Sam buys sleeping pills and starts crushing them into Dean’s beer every night in an effort to give his brother some rest, even if it’s the medicated kind.  It doesn’t do much, but he tries.  It’s a small thing, but at least it’s something he can do.