Their Darkest Hour (2/2)
Title: Their Darkest Hour
Author: lonelyphoenix85
Rating: R (dark thoughts, some strong language)
Genre: Angst - serious, heavy-duty angst
Pairing: Dean/Cas slash, Sam/Gabe pre-slash
Spoilers: Season 5 through to Hammer of the Gods.
Warnings: Character Death, dark themes, some slightly suicidal thoughts
Word Count: 2880
Disclaimer: It only belongs to me when I'm dreaming! Bon Jovi owns the song, and the rest is property of the almighty Kripke!
Author's Note: A small section of dialogue has been almost totally stolen from Hammer of the Gods and adapted for my purposes - because it's central to Gabriel's character in the show, I think, and so needed to be said. Also, large chunks of italics between SPNSPN markers are flashbacks/memories.
Second Author's Note: This is the sequel to Last Night (this link is to Chapter 5 part 2, but that post contains links to all previous parts/chapters.). Last Night was fluff that developed a storyline. This...well, I honestly have no idea what happened here. This got dark, to an extent I've never written before... Please don't hate me? It might help if I mention that this isn't the final story in this 'verse...although I make no promises about the content of the sequel - after all, this was supposed to be fluffy, and instead...well, I'll shut up and let you see...
Part One
His vision clears in time for him to see Lucifer leaning over Sam. He’s pinned to a support strut, close enough to see but too far to do anything even if he could move.
He can still speak though, so he does.
He shouts, he yells, he screams himself hoarse - it doesn’t stop Lucifer from placing his hand on Sam’s head.
He sees a faint glow, and it feels like his heart stops.
He hopes and he fears in equal measure, because there’s only one thing he can think that Lucifer might be doing.
It’s the most wonderful and horrible thing possible, and Dean holds his breath.
"Sam could have been happy. You could have done that for him. Now...now Sam will be mine."
Lucifer’s eyes remain on Sam as he speaks, and his words fill Dean with dread.
The hope is gone now.
Lucifer wasn’t bringing Sam back so that they could leave, and he could keep asking patiently for permission.
He wasn’t letting them go.
He was going to make Sam say yes, and even death wasn’t going to protect him.
Hopelessness and despair fills Dean.
There’s nothing left now, except pain and suffering.
No-one’s coming to save them.
No-one’s left to save them.
No-one’s left to save Sam.
Lucifer won’t stop until Sam breaks. Because Sam will break. Everyone breaks eventually, Hell taught Dean that.
SPNSPNSPN
The gasp of breath makes Dean’s head shoot up, his eyes locking on Sam’s form.
Sam’s moving form.
Sam is alive.
Dean’s heart leaps. He cries out, unable to help himself.
He sees Sam turn to him, sees him assess the situation.
He sees when Sam notices Cas and Gabe.
He watches his little brother’s heart shatter, and then he meets his gaze and sees the second Sammy realises exactly how screwed they are.
"Hello Sam."
"Lucifer."
Sam turns away from him to watch the fallen Archangel.
He wants to say something, anything, to Sam. Anything to try and help.
He can’t trust himself to talk.
Because more than reassuring Sam, he wants to tell Lucifer he’s changed his mind.
So he bites his tongue until he tastes blood, and watches.
"Let Dean go."
"I’m afraid I can’t do that just yet Sam. I need something from you first."
Part of Dean thinks maybe Sam should just give in.
And then he could call Michael, and give in too.
And that would be it.
No more pain, no more fighting, no more suffering.
It would be over.
The rest of Dean drowns in guilt and anger for allowing that part to exist.
"I just need one tiny little word, Sam, and Dean can leave. I’ll even wipe his memory, set him up safe and happy somewhere. He’ll never know what happened. He won’t even remember Hell."
At this he can’t stay silent.
He opens his mouth to tell Sam it’s not worth it, but nothing comes out.
He sees Lucifer glance knowingly at him, and realises that he’s not going to be allowed to interfere.
He feels tears of frustration run down his face, and wants to scream.
He almost misses Sam’s answer.
"No."
Pride fills him at Sam’s resolute reply.
His brother is strong.
He won’t give in.
Horror follows swiftly.
Lucifer won’t accept no.
His baby brother’s going to be tortured.
Sammy’s going to be tortured in front of him.
He’s praying now, to a God he hates, not for death, but for his brother.
He’s praying and begging and pleading, because he can’t watch this happen.
He can’t stand here and do nothing while this happens.
He can’t breathe.
At first he thinks it’s panic, but then he realises that he actually can’t breathe.
A vice is closing around his chest, and Sam is staring at him in horror.
Over the rushing of blood in his ears, he realises that Lucifer is speaking.
"...him again and again Sam, until you say yes. Can you watch him die over and over? All because you’re too selfish to give one single right answer?"
It’s over.
Dean knows now that he won’t have to watch Sam being tortured, and it’s a relief.
Sam will break now, because Lucifer has hit on his worst nightmare.
He wonders idly if Lucifer knows about Gabriel and the mystery spot, and then dismisses it.
He doesn’t know.
It’s just Winchester luck.
He thinks it’s almost funny that he’s not sure if it’s good or bad luck.
His vision starts to blur, and he looks at Sam, meets his eyes, and tries to convey everything he wishes he could say.
It’s okay.
I forgive you.
I love you.
Just before he loses consciousness, he hears Sam whisper brokenly.
"Yes"
Sequel: A New Day
Author: lonelyphoenix85
Rating: R (dark thoughts, some strong language)
Genre: Angst - serious, heavy-duty angst
Pairing: Dean/Cas slash, Sam/Gabe pre-slash
Spoilers: Season 5 through to Hammer of the Gods.
Warnings: Character Death, dark themes, some slightly suicidal thoughts
Word Count: 2880
Disclaimer: It only belongs to me when I'm dreaming! Bon Jovi owns the song, and the rest is property of the almighty Kripke!
Author's Note: A small section of dialogue has been almost totally stolen from Hammer of the Gods and adapted for my purposes - because it's central to Gabriel's character in the show, I think, and so needed to be said. Also, large chunks of italics between SPNSPN markers are flashbacks/memories.
Second Author's Note: This is the sequel to Last Night (this link is to Chapter 5 part 2, but that post contains links to all previous parts/chapters.). Last Night was fluff that developed a storyline. This...well, I honestly have no idea what happened here. This got dark, to an extent I've never written before... Please don't hate me? It might help if I mention that this isn't the final story in this 'verse...although I make no promises about the content of the sequel - after all, this was supposed to be fluffy, and instead...well, I'll shut up and let you see...
Part One
His vision clears in time for him to see Lucifer leaning over Sam. He’s pinned to a support strut, close enough to see but too far to do anything even if he could move.
He can still speak though, so he does.
He shouts, he yells, he screams himself hoarse - it doesn’t stop Lucifer from placing his hand on Sam’s head.
He sees a faint glow, and it feels like his heart stops.
He hopes and he fears in equal measure, because there’s only one thing he can think that Lucifer might be doing.
It’s the most wonderful and horrible thing possible, and Dean holds his breath.
"Sam could have been happy. You could have done that for him. Now...now Sam will be mine."
Lucifer’s eyes remain on Sam as he speaks, and his words fill Dean with dread.
The hope is gone now.
Lucifer wasn’t bringing Sam back so that they could leave, and he could keep asking patiently for permission.
He wasn’t letting them go.
He was going to make Sam say yes, and even death wasn’t going to protect him.
Hopelessness and despair fills Dean.
There’s nothing left now, except pain and suffering.
No-one’s coming to save them.
No-one’s left to save them.
No-one’s left to save Sam.
Lucifer won’t stop until Sam breaks. Because Sam will break. Everyone breaks eventually, Hell taught Dean that.
SPNSPNSPN
The gasp of breath makes Dean’s head shoot up, his eyes locking on Sam’s form.
Sam’s moving form.
Sam is alive.
Dean’s heart leaps. He cries out, unable to help himself.
He sees Sam turn to him, sees him assess the situation.
He sees when Sam notices Cas and Gabe.
He watches his little brother’s heart shatter, and then he meets his gaze and sees the second Sammy realises exactly how screwed they are.
"Hello Sam."
"Lucifer."
Sam turns away from him to watch the fallen Archangel.
He wants to say something, anything, to Sam. Anything to try and help.
He can’t trust himself to talk.
Because more than reassuring Sam, he wants to tell Lucifer he’s changed his mind.
So he bites his tongue until he tastes blood, and watches.
"Let Dean go."
"I’m afraid I can’t do that just yet Sam. I need something from you first."
Part of Dean thinks maybe Sam should just give in.
And then he could call Michael, and give in too.
And that would be it.
No more pain, no more fighting, no more suffering.
It would be over.
The rest of Dean drowns in guilt and anger for allowing that part to exist.
"I just need one tiny little word, Sam, and Dean can leave. I’ll even wipe his memory, set him up safe and happy somewhere. He’ll never know what happened. He won’t even remember Hell."
At this he can’t stay silent.
He opens his mouth to tell Sam it’s not worth it, but nothing comes out.
He sees Lucifer glance knowingly at him, and realises that he’s not going to be allowed to interfere.
He feels tears of frustration run down his face, and wants to scream.
He almost misses Sam’s answer.
"No."
Pride fills him at Sam’s resolute reply.
His brother is strong.
He won’t give in.
Horror follows swiftly.
Lucifer won’t accept no.
His baby brother’s going to be tortured.
Sammy’s going to be tortured in front of him.
He’s praying now, to a God he hates, not for death, but for his brother.
He’s praying and begging and pleading, because he can’t watch this happen.
He can’t stand here and do nothing while this happens.
He can’t breathe.
At first he thinks it’s panic, but then he realises that he actually can’t breathe.
A vice is closing around his chest, and Sam is staring at him in horror.
Over the rushing of blood in his ears, he realises that Lucifer is speaking.
"...him again and again Sam, until you say yes. Can you watch him die over and over? All because you’re too selfish to give one single right answer?"
It’s over.
Dean knows now that he won’t have to watch Sam being tortured, and it’s a relief.
Sam will break now, because Lucifer has hit on his worst nightmare.
He wonders idly if Lucifer knows about Gabriel and the mystery spot, and then dismisses it.
He doesn’t know.
It’s just Winchester luck.
He thinks it’s almost funny that he’s not sure if it’s good or bad luck.
His vision starts to blur, and he looks at Sam, meets his eyes, and tries to convey everything he wishes he could say.
It’s okay.
I forgive you.
I love you.
Just before he loses consciousness, he hears Sam whisper brokenly.
"Yes"
Sequel: A New Day