Extended Drabble - Stumbling on Their Last Mile
Follow-up to an earlier drabble (not posted here). Wherein Dean Winchester walks into Hell to confront Lucifer, alone, and walks out. Title from Dar Williams' "Mercy of the Fallen".
This is how the world ends: It ends in fire, in clouds of smoke that blot out the sun and a bare desert heat that feels like it's baking them from the inside, standing at the gates of Hell and waiting. Castiel is the one who keeps Sam from following him, though his expression betrays his desire to do the same, to betray his orders. He doesn't, and eventually the fire abates, all of it fading to glowing embers. This is how the apocalypse ends.
He walks out of that, clothing singed and battle scarred, his arm hanging useless by his side, but he smiles to see them. Grins, then grimaces as a false step jars a twisted ankle.
"Said you wouldn't wait for me," he says, voice hoarse, stumbling and shaking his head to the offered help.
"Yeah, well, I lied." Sam ignores the protest and grabs his uninjured arm to support him. Castiel just watches.
"Bitch," Dean mutters, leans against his brother anyway. "Yeah, I know," Sam replies, "Jerk."
This is how the world ends: It ends in fire, in clouds of smoke that blot out the sun and a bare desert heat that feels like it's baking them from the inside, standing at the gates of Hell and waiting. Castiel is the one who keeps Sam from following him, though his expression betrays his desire to do the same, to betray his orders. He doesn't, and eventually the fire abates, all of it fading to glowing embers. This is how the apocalypse ends.
He walks out of that, clothing singed and battle scarred, his arm hanging useless by his side, but he smiles to see them. Grins, then grimaces as a false step jars a twisted ankle.
"Said you wouldn't wait for me," he says, voice hoarse, stumbling and shaking his head to the offered help.
"Yeah, well, I lied." Sam ignores the protest and grabs his uninjured arm to support him. Castiel just watches.
"Bitch," Dean mutters, leans against his brother anyway. "Yeah, I know," Sam replies, "Jerk."