Great history! I could feel the heat from here. I do not know Texas, but I live in Rio de Janeiro, it's not cold here or in winter. We usually say that we do not have four seasons, only two: hot and hotter yet. :)
I loved the ending! Sam would do anything for Dean, killing Gordon would even be good.

Oooh that last line gave me chills

Good

Awesome. Loved the style and how you built up the story from so many perspectives!

Great job!

Loved it! I love hurtDean and I love caringSam :D. Great stuff

Oh my word! Wonderful story!

Gah! Awesome fic! Poor Dean getting shot by that darn Gordon...never liked that guy

This is such an amazing, fantastic picture, I don't even know. *applauds wildly*

Yay! Wait, did Sam kill Gordon? Of course he did! Yay for happy endings! :P

Ah, I LOVE that ending. Perfect.

Don't much object to the rest of the fic, either :)

YAY! Delicious vengance/protection! We don't see it from Sam enough. :D

First of all, yay Texas! I always find myself complaining about the weather, but I can't imagine living anywhere else.

Someone shoots him in the back. He doesn't hear it, but he sure as hell feels it.

He's going to die right here, one hundred fifteen degrees in the shade (of which there is none), right here in the dust and thornbrush because some worthless coward shot him in the back and he really needs Sam to find him.

-I really like run on sentences.

Blood slides warm and thick across Sam's bare chest; Dean's faint breaths brush across his shoulder.

They work on him for a long time, and when the doctor finally comes out wearing a reassuring smile, Sam's legs won't hold him up anymore.

Yay for another amazing story!

like always with your stories i am deeply impressed. every aspect was perfect. nice job ;)

Really nice h/c. Loved how descriptive this piece was. I could really feel the heat - see the dust and scrub brush. Of course, the fact that I was raised in Phoenix where it is also disgustingly hot probably has something to do with that!