Brilliant, just brilliant. "I could almost picture Dean frowning like he was going to panic if he wasn't able to do something in exactly two and a half minutes." I could totally picture this too! XD

Also, I loved: "Three-hundred-sixty-four-and-a-quarter days of the year, Dean had always taken care of me, and one day a year, I was allowed to take care of him. "Where are you?" I asked. "You coming?" he asked. One day of the year, Dean was needy and abrasive, and if he was drunk then he was needy, abrasive, and angry."

I'd leave a proper review only I'm a bit pushed for time sorry - suffice to say this was epic and I really enjoyed it! :)

Great job! Very in character and well written :) Thanks for posting!

Awww, growing pains! Poor Sam thinks he hates that name until he finally realizes what it means and only two people in the world ever called him by it. I think he was homesick every day he was at Stanford. Very nice story. Enjoyed!