Long before, in the first days of the North Kingdom, they built a great watch-tower on Weathertop, A m o n S û l they called it. It is told that E l e n d i l stood there watching for the coming of Gil-galad out of the West, in the days of the Last Alliance.
sam has always known what dean is for him: everything. the first memories he has are of dee, of green eyes and gentle hands and voice he heard rarely in the beginning. still, it came as surprise, this idea that he will marry dean one day, stunning him into simply collapsing on his bed.
he already knew he wouldn’t stay forever in this life, it simply wasn’t for him, but who said it needed to be forever? they’d kill the demon who took their mother, he’d finish college (at the age of 14 sam already knew he wanted to be lawyer, to save people his way, not with guns but words) and he’d marry dean and they’d live ever after. it would be a good life.
and so sam started making plans. saving money. studying extra hard because better grades meant better chances for a scholarship one day and that meant he could save even more money, he could even get a job, waiting tables or something, while in law school. they’d need all they can get if they wanted to buy a house and sam wanted one. white with a porch, big backyard and a fence so they could get a dog (dean would want one of those retired german shepherds) and a garage for baby, of course. it would take years to make it all pretty but they’d have it all, sam was sure of it. he would make it happen.
meanwhile, he decided to be the best son john could possibly have, save dean. he did it so they could get to the yellow eyes demon as soon as possible and to make sure he wouldn’t be his family’s weakness once they did. right now, he understood his father better than ever, gods know what would he do if somebody dared to take dean from him. the period of rebelling and fighting with dad was over.
years passed, faster and faster. he watched dean grow into a man, a beautiful man inside as well as outside, looking at him with such pride and love that many people who saw them passing by stared at sam for a moment, trying to understand the warmth emanating from him. then the letter came. in a big yellow envelope his future came on one sunny afternoon.
that night, sam dreamed. he dreamed of a big white house and dean. of making dinner while dean was working on some car and coming home from the courthouse and seeing dean in a swing on the porch, waiting for him. he dreamed of decades falling behind them like white lines on the road and of grey hairs and love. when he woke, it was to find dean staring at him. the envelope was in his hands and in his ears words of love sam could confess only while dreaming.
'dean. I will come -'
the end of that sentence died in his throat as john entered the room.
there was shouting and hurt and promises never said out loud and next thing sam knew he was on a bus to stanford. completely numb, the only thing echoing in his mind the words he never got to say:
'dean, I will come back and marry you.'
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↳ House Nymeros Martell of Sunspear is one of the Great Houses of Westeros and is the ruling house of Dorne. ‘Nymeros’ indicates “of the line of Nymeria,” but generally it is simply called House Martell. Their seat is Sunspear in southeastern Dorne. The Martells of old used a spear as their emblem, while Nymeria and her Rhoynar used the sun as theirs. When Nymeria wed King Mors Martell, the symbols were combined into a gold spear piercing a red sun on an orange field. Their words are Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken. In appearance they are classic salty Dornishmen, with dark eyes, dark hair in ringlets, and olive skin.