Supernatural drabble.
After much nagging from my friend and angst-buddy Maria (
roadtripper666 ) i've finally decided to post the drabble I wrote during one of out many Supernatural roleplays, set just after Crossroad Blues or near it, anyway xP
Sam stared at Dean, the words echoing through his mind ‘I made a deal with a demon’ over and over again. Finally finding his voice, Sam scowled at Dean “Dean, how could you…” Dean looked at Sam, frowning “Sam, it was Dad-” Sam shook his head “No, Dean! How could you make the deal, make sure you’re going to die!” Dean glared at his brother “I did it to save Dad!” Sam scowled “And what about me?! Saving Dad’s all well and good, but what about me?! When you die I’ll be alone! Dad’ll be off hunting the demon, and I’ll be alone, Dean!” Dean stared at him, his glare fading “Sam…” Sam shook his head “No, Dean! If you die, I’ll never be able to forgive you!” Dean looked at his brother guiltily “For dying?” Sam started tearing up, shaking his head “No! For making me love you!”
Dean’s expression suddenly changed from one of guilt to one of surprise “Wow, Sammy…I never knew you felt that way…” he muttered, smiling a little to try lighten the mood. Sam glared “Shut up Dean! You came to Stanford, and you told me it was one job! One hunt, no more! But you made me miss it, Dean! I was moving on, I was going to marry Jessica and forget all the hunting, but you made me love you! You made me want to be a Winchester again! And if you die…” Sam paused, taking a shaky breath. Dean stared at him, silent, the guilt once more enveloping his soul.
Yes, I used a Grey's Anatomy quote as influence in there, and that's why Maria wanted me to post it so badly xP There you have it, my first offically posted drabble. I hope you enjoyed it =D
roadtripper666 ) i've finally decided to post the drabble I wrote during one of out many Supernatural roleplays, set just after Crossroad Blues or near it, anyway xP
Sam stared at Dean, the words echoing through his mind ‘I made a deal with a demon’ over and over again. Finally finding his voice, Sam scowled at Dean “Dean, how could you…” Dean looked at Sam, frowning “Sam, it was Dad-” Sam shook his head “No, Dean! How could you make the deal, make sure you’re going to die!” Dean glared at his brother “I did it to save Dad!” Sam scowled “And what about me?! Saving Dad’s all well and good, but what about me?! When you die I’ll be alone! Dad’ll be off hunting the demon, and I’ll be alone, Dean!” Dean stared at him, his glare fading “Sam…” Sam shook his head “No, Dean! If you die, I’ll never be able to forgive you!” Dean looked at his brother guiltily “For dying?” Sam started tearing up, shaking his head “No! For making me love you!”
Dean’s expression suddenly changed from one of guilt to one of surprise “Wow, Sammy…I never knew you felt that way…” he muttered, smiling a little to try lighten the mood. Sam glared “Shut up Dean! You came to Stanford, and you told me it was one job! One hunt, no more! But you made me miss it, Dean! I was moving on, I was going to marry Jessica and forget all the hunting, but you made me love you! You made me want to be a Winchester again! And if you die…” Sam paused, taking a shaky breath. Dean stared at him, silent, the guilt once more enveloping his soul.
Yes, I used a Grey's Anatomy quote as influence in there, and that's why Maria wanted me to post it so badly xP There you have it, my first offically posted drabble. I hope you enjoyed it =D