He still waits, though, to see what Sam will do, but when Sam doesn't say anything, and the taste of rainwater is clogging Dean's throat, he adds, "I love you," not because he doesn't show it, or thinks Sam doesn't know, but because he never really just says it, and maybe this one time he wants to.
He hears Sam's breath, stuttered and weak. Hears, "I love you, too," but Dean's already walking away.
God, kill me why don't you.
But there's no answer; no one but him, and he can't. Can't link everything together, because he knows he's missing pieces, and he knows he doesn't want to find them.
wow, I can't believe you're reading this! Um, thank you, it means a lot that you've read and like (?) it!
.... but yeah. This is not a happy fic. I guess I just wanted it as angsty and dark and unresolved as possible. I think I managed that, >:D
(I'll be honest. When I saw your comment in my mail, I twitched when I realized just WHAT you were reading; it was a mix of excitement and ... embarrassment, gah. THIS STORY. I'm apparently still traumatized by my experience with it. Good to know.)
Why would you be embarrassed? To say I enjoyed it wouldn't be quite the right reaction, but I really liked it. Every story doesn't have a happy ending. Am I thrilled with the way this one ended? Nope. But I wasn't expecting to be. This story was dark and full of the hopelessness of a true apocalypse. It was actually kind of refreshing to not have everything turn out okay in the end. Do I want to read a story like this every day? No, I don't. But I'm glad I read this one.
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He hears Sam's breath, stuttered and weak. Hears, "I love you, too," but Dean's already walking away.
God, kill me why don't you.
But there's no answer; no one but him, and he can't. Can't link everything together, because he knows he's missing pieces, and he knows he doesn't want to find them.
Is he worth killing us all for?
Then stick the knife in just a little more.
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.... but yeah. This is not a happy fic. I guess I just wanted it as angsty and dark and unresolved as possible. I think I managed that, >:D
(I'll be honest. When I saw your comment in my mail, I twitched when I realized just WHAT you were reading; it was a mix of excitement and ... embarrassment, gah. THIS STORY. I'm apparently still traumatized by my experience with it. Good to know.)
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