A/N: Currently drowning in Saileen feels, so this is the result of that. Enjoy.
Words: 520
Characters: Sam Winchester, Eileen Leahy, Dean Winchester
Warnings: fluff, angst
Unbetaed. All mistakes are my own.
“Come on, Sam,” Eileen urged as she held her hand out to him, a blanket tucked under her other arm. Her brown hair was in a messy bun, her face split by a smile, a yellow sundress dancing around her knees.
Sam grabbed the basket and reached out for her outstretched hand, chuckling as she pulled him through the fields to a tree that provided just the right amount of both shade and sunlight.