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RE: SPN, Sam/Dean/Cas I am done Part 2

Date: 2017-11-25 09:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jdl71.livejournal.com
Soft movement catches his attention and he turns to see Sam standing in the doorway. His features are clouded, concern for his brother etched in his face. Dean’s the strongest man he knows and to see his brother like this scares him. He’s stronger than any hunter he’s ever met, including their father. He’s always put everyone before his own needs. Now, here he is crying. He didn’t break when they lost their father or Bobby. He never faltered when they said goodbye to Jo and Ellen. He never looked back when he gave up Lisa and Ben to keep them safe. What happened to break him?

Dean looks up at them both, eyes red and raw from the tears. “Dean.” Sam says, his voice is soft, pleading in trying to get Dean to talk to him, to tell them what’s wrong. He stands and turns to them. That’s when they see it. The blood on his arms and his shirt. Sam rushes in, trying to determine if Dean is still bleeding. Dean pushes his hands away. Mutters, ‘not my blood’ as Cas also rushes to heal him. He turns from then, can’t face them because what broke him hasn’t anything to do with a hunt or even the supernatural.

“Dean, please talk to us.” Sam says but doesn’t dare touch him. They hear him take a shaky breath before he finally speaks.

“Little girl crossing the street. She was in the cross walk. Drunk driver hit her. Ten o’clock in the morning.” Dean says as his curled fist collides with the wall. He has to use effort to pull his fist from the hole in the wall. “I ran to her, knew I couldn’t do anything but hold her. She cried for her mom. Just held her until the ambulance arrived but it was too late. She was gone. Can still hear her mom’s screams.” Dean angrily wipes the tears away. He’s not supposed to cry, not supposed to feel.

He feels a hand on his shoulder. “Dean, you comforted her. She wasn’t alone at the end.” Sam says, trying to comfort him. His voice cracks from the pain of seeing his brother this way.

“Dean, you’re a good man. Not everyone would have done what you did. Take comfort in the fact that she had someone who cared enough to stay with her.” Cas says, hoping to take some of Dean’s pain way. “I can take the pain from you, if you want.”

Dean shakes his head no. He doesn’t want to give up this pain. He needs it. Needs to feel it so he can carry on. He knows even though he’s done, the world isn’t done with him.
Edited Date: 2017-11-26 05:29 am (UTC)

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