I loved this so much! For some reason stories about Sam and Jessica makes me feel happy, especially if you throw Dean into the mix! So thanks you for sharing this with me! :D

Those are the parts I loved the most:

"Any time you make yourself something, a glass of milk, a sandwhich, anything, he assumes you've made him something too. And when you haven't? He makes this face and you can't help but feel like you've just punted a puppy across the room.

Jessica loves Dean for that almost as much as she loves Sam."

"She doesn't think she'll ever be able to deal with the reality of what that monster (not a father, not a man, a real man would never hurt someone like that much less their own flesh and blood) did to Her Sam though."

"But still.

Dean always made Sam food when he made himself something."