Prologue: Southwards Bound

Title: Morning On the Desert and the Wind is Blowing Free
Rating: R
Fandom: TFATF/SPN
Pairings: Brian/Dom
Continuity: Post!TFATF, vague season 2 for SPN
Disclaimer: Neither the movie(s) nor the tv show are mine.



Morning on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,
And it's ours jest for the breathin', so let's fill up, you an' me.
No more stuffy cities where you have to pay to breathe –
Where the helpless, human creatures, throng, and move, and strive and seethe.

by Katherine Fall Pettey, from Songs from the Sage Brush, 1910





Prologue: Southwards Bound

Dean had decided to drive them southwards as they were headed out of Topeka. That had been five weeks ago. They were nearing the Mexican border and the Texan summer heat was oppressing.

Sam had rolled down all the windows yesterday morning before leaving the motel they'd stayed in. Dean had argued for over a week that the AC wasn't really broken, that it was just too hot for them to really feel the difference anyway and yesterday Sam had finally had enough and told him to shut up.

So he lounged in the passenger seat that he'd draped a towel over and let himself think of nothing as his brother drove them closer to nowhere.