Jared screamed along with the crowd as Super(Natural) took the stage. He’d been following them for years, ever since they were a no-name small-town band playing in bars and coffee shops for free. Now they were the hottest band out there, selling millions of albums and sold-out arenas world-wide. He’d barely been able to get a ticket this time ( Read more... )

Sam and Dean don’t remember their first kiss ( Read more... )

Dean didn’t want him anymore.

That cold, hard, indisputable fact-“Bye, Sam”-seemed to echo in Sam’s silent motel room. The place was falling apart, rotting wood, leaking ceiling, moldy walls, and he couldn’t help but think it suited him. Sitting on the edge of the lone bed in the room, Sam fiddled with the gun in his hands ( Read more... )

I'm hurting, baby, I'm broken down ( Read more... )