#221: Never pray for justice, because you might get some.
"Never pray for justice, because you might get some." ~ Margaret Atwood.
Theatrical Muse
Justice. It's a word that tastes bitter on his tongue now - tainted where there should have been satisfaction.
Justice had been what Dad had worked for all those years. It had been the reason they hunted shadows, chased clouds, crisscrossed the country ten, twenty times over. Dad had wanted justice, wanted vengeance. Wanted the thing that killed Mom dead and gone.
Sam had wanted justice - done the same as Dad, followed dead trails, fresh trails, searched high and low for Jessica's killer. Even when it became less about revenge and more about saving lives, it was always there, waiting, resting in the back of his mind.
When they found the Yellow-Eyed-Demon, he would pay for tearing their family apart. For tearing his life apart.
And, in the meantime, every other evil son of a bitch would pay for what they had done as well. Every demon, every killer would get what was coming to them. What they deserved.
Everyone should get what they deserve in the end.
At least, that's what he thought.
But when fairness, when justice would take Dean away from him - because he should have died already, should have died twice already - Sam wishes he hadn't spent his life believing so firmly that justice would come in the form of avenging angels, loud or quiet.
He wishes he didn't believe in justice at all. Because, right now, he'd give anything - give it all - just to make sure he gets to keep Dean with him.
Justice and fairness be damned.
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Muse: Sam Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
Word Count: 252
Theatrical Muse
Justice. It's a word that tastes bitter on his tongue now - tainted where there should have been satisfaction.
Justice had been what Dad had worked for all those years. It had been the reason they hunted shadows, chased clouds, crisscrossed the country ten, twenty times over. Dad had wanted justice, wanted vengeance. Wanted the thing that killed Mom dead and gone.
Sam had wanted justice - done the same as Dad, followed dead trails, fresh trails, searched high and low for Jessica's killer. Even when it became less about revenge and more about saving lives, it was always there, waiting, resting in the back of his mind.
When they found the Yellow-Eyed-Demon, he would pay for tearing their family apart. For tearing his life apart.
And, in the meantime, every other evil son of a bitch would pay for what they had done as well. Every demon, every killer would get what was coming to them. What they deserved.
Everyone should get what they deserve in the end.
At least, that's what he thought.
But when fairness, when justice would take Dean away from him - because he should have died already, should have died twice already - Sam wishes he hadn't spent his life believing so firmly that justice would come in the form of avenging angels, loud or quiet.
He wishes he didn't believe in justice at all. Because, right now, he'd give anything - give it all - just to make sure he gets to keep Dean with him.
Justice and fairness be damned.
~
Muse: Sam Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
Word Count: 252