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Dean was going to kiss Sam, he'd made up his mind and he wasn't going to back out. He had to let Sam know that he loved him. He chewed on his lower lip, deep in thought. He studied Sam, carefully planning how to do it correctly. He thought about where he would kiss him, not wanting to scare him. Sam stared at him with wide eyes. Mind finally made up, Dean leaned in, said, "I love you, Sammy," pursed his lips and kissed Sam on the cheek. Unfortunately he lost his balance and fell head first into the crib.
The end