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Title: When it Rains, it Pours
Author: @sakarrie-creates
Artist: @hellhoundlair
Rating: Teen
Length: 13,779
Warnings: Canon typical violence, panic attacks
Summary: As part of Chuck's "reliving of his greatest hits," Sam starts having his painful visions again. He doesn’t want to believe it, but the nightmares keep coming true and now, he's beginning to worry it’s not just visions. During their last hunt, Sam could have sworn that the machete he was reaching for threw itself. Dean didn’t seem to notice anything but later that night, Sam finds a small trail of blood coming from his nose.
He needs to tell Dean—he knows that. But Dean’s been struggling a lot between Chuck and losing... well, most everyone. He's just barely beginning to bounce back, and Sam was his only constant right now. He’ll just have to keep a handle on it until they can take care of Chuck.
Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49679605
