Sam was released on the night before Thanksgiving. The next day was spent over at Cas and Pam's, celebrating everything that they had to be thankful for. But the next morning, Dean was back at work, Cassie had a story deadline, and Sam found himself taking a long walk around the neighborhood to keep himself occupied ( Read more... )

It was the day before Thanksgiving when Sam was released. It was a day long process at the rehab facility. Two days, if you counted all the tests from the doctors. Then that morning he had forms to fill out, a social worker to meet for his probation period, a urine test, and more paperwork ( Read more... )

Strange, to think that this wedding day felt more right than the first one ( Read more... )

( In which Dean delivers a porn care package. )

Sam had read the letter three days after Dean had given it to him. But he couldn't show weakness in the "joint", so he shoved the letter and the pain deep down so no one would see it. He read it again in minimum security, sitting on his bed now that the worse of the withdrawal was over, and he could think clearer. Still, the words didn't stop ( Read more... )

She'd heard a rumor that may or may not have come from an illegal foray into the DOC computers that Sam had been relocated to a minimum security facility. Which was totally a good thing in her books, considering some of the stories she'd heard. It also was a good thing because it meant she could bring him cookies and he might actually be able to ( Read more... )

Dean didn't like what he was about to do ( Read more... )

It only took Sam three days to learn that he really was alone at the jailhouse. He did what his brother told him and just kept his head down and didn't cause any problems, but it didn't matter.

The guards let it slip to the prisoners who Sam's brother was, and the news spread fast.

Winchester!The bruises piled up fast, and Sam knew he needed ( Read more... )

Sam had lost track of how long he had been squatting with Ruby. It tended to happen when the drugs took over, but it didn't matter. Sam firmly believed that Jo was gone now and that there was nothing left to live for, and was just hiding in the numbness and letting Ruby take care of him until he could just slip away and try to find her in the ( Read more... )

He knew sooner or later that the hospital would notice the missing pills. Taking them from Ellen was a disaster waiting to happen and Sam just couldn't deal anymore. So he started to take long walks with Ford in the afternoon, going around a street corner that Sam knew far too well and it was the place he had sworn he would never return to ( Read more... )