FIC: the boys' Halloween - Stay
Tittle: Stay - The boys' Halloween
Universe:Supernatural
Author: Kali
beta: not yet
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, mentions of Castiel, Ezequiel, John Winchester, Bobby Singer.
rathed; Gen
Warnings:none
Spoilers:very basic S9
Summary: Sam finds out about Ezequiel.
A/N: I tend to think in the weirdest things when preparing myself for stress, this one came from a fanart post I saw in Tumblr Just switched arms to fit the story.
So... ENJOY*bows and moves away
***
"Sam please... please" Dean begged while a frantic Sam walked into his newly re-decorated room, taking clothes and stuff "you don't know the whole story..." suddenly his younger brother faced him and punched Dean throwing him out of the room
"I don't know the whole story? what else is there to know? aside of you using me to keep something controlled inside of me" and letting out a frustrated sigh "is this why...? is... How long Dean?"Dean was still on the floor breathing desperate, not having enough calm to say things straight "you fucked up my life for this? so you could have your own defibrillator in me?"
it happened when Sam found out about Ezequiel, the camera on his computer recording the exchange between the angel and his brother. everything from Saving Castiel, to resuscitating Charlie, they spoke about how long it'll take to heal HIM and Sam asked who was this time, Dean couldn't say it.
Sam felt betrayed, how long has this been happening? how long Dean had him as a vessel for someone else? What was inside of him? demon? monster? Lucifer? those vivid hallucinations he had...
"is this the reason you brought me back every time? is this what I became? the monster Dad asked you to kill?"
"let me explain... you were dying"
taller as he was he had to bent down to see into his brother's face "that's always your excuse, ALWAYS! is this why Cas left?" Dean didn't answered but avoided his eyes "I want it out of me..."
"No..." One simple word was enough, Sam will get whatever was inside of him removed, there has to be someone... somehow; he'll find a way "promise me you won't try... he...you could die" Dean followed him trying to explain but Sam slammed his bedroom door, and sighed furious, even more watching the "hang in there" kitty poster pinned there, he bought it as a joke for Dean.
he always believes in anything Dean says he always believes in Dean.
He remembers that stupid Halloween when he was 10, Dad left them alone, and he felt stupid with the cast, couldn't brush his hair or carry his books, or tie his shoes, but Dean was there doing all that for him, cutting his meat in bite size pieces for him, he even gave him his most valuable possession, the Batman custom Bobby bought for him three years ago, when he learned the sixth exorcism in Latin, Sam had a ninja turtle suit somewhere.
Dean gave him the suit, and helped him to dress with his left arm on a cast and all, the same arm some monster broke years latter, Dean dressed as a cowboy, Sam thought he was way too old for trick and treating, but Dean said he would never be too old for free candy.
His brother whispered; like it was a big secret and millions were around "This suit is magical, it'll help your arm, it'll heal faster..." and got up from the bed to fix the pentagram made into a sheriff star on his chest, looking to Sam's reflection pouting on the bed. sure he was now too old to believe there was such thing as good magic.
deep inside Sam believed him, because it was Dean and if Dean says so, then it's true, because Sam trusts Dean.
They ended up sitting on a park on the swings, Dean even helped Sam up, they ate chocolate and watched stars there; as always, before heading home.
Now, Now Sam couldn't trust dean anymore, and this home was no longer where he wanted to be. Sammy noticed the tears on his eyes,surprised on how easy dean can make him cry, he got everything he needed and opened the door.
Dean was frantic "Please... please Sammy" but his baby brother had everything in a bagpack and dufel and was leaving. "Zeke, please..." Sam turned but to dean Surprise there was no blue glow on his eyes
"Now it makes sense" spat Sam leaving.
Once the door was closed Dean sat on the first step and noticed he was shaking, it wasn't the first time Sam left, by far not, but this was the first time he left home, a real home "He won't forgive me this time" Dean let out.
Universe:Supernatural
Author: Kali
beta: not yet
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, mentions of Castiel, Ezequiel, John Winchester, Bobby Singer.
rathed; Gen
Warnings:none
Spoilers:very basic S9
Summary: Sam finds out about Ezequiel.
A/N: I tend to think in the weirdest things when preparing myself for stress, this one came from a fanart post I saw in Tumblr Just switched arms to fit the story.
So... ENJOY*bows and moves away
***
"Sam please... please" Dean begged while a frantic Sam walked into his newly re-decorated room, taking clothes and stuff "you don't know the whole story..." suddenly his younger brother faced him and punched Dean throwing him out of the room
"I don't know the whole story? what else is there to know? aside of you using me to keep something controlled inside of me" and letting out a frustrated sigh "is this why...? is... How long Dean?"Dean was still on the floor breathing desperate, not having enough calm to say things straight "you fucked up my life for this? so you could have your own defibrillator in me?"
it happened when Sam found out about Ezequiel, the camera on his computer recording the exchange between the angel and his brother. everything from Saving Castiel, to resuscitating Charlie, they spoke about how long it'll take to heal HIM and Sam asked who was this time, Dean couldn't say it.
Sam felt betrayed, how long has this been happening? how long Dean had him as a vessel for someone else? What was inside of him? demon? monster? Lucifer? those vivid hallucinations he had...
"is this the reason you brought me back every time? is this what I became? the monster Dad asked you to kill?"
"let me explain... you were dying"
taller as he was he had to bent down to see into his brother's face "that's always your excuse, ALWAYS! is this why Cas left?" Dean didn't answered but avoided his eyes "I want it out of me..."
"No..." One simple word was enough, Sam will get whatever was inside of him removed, there has to be someone... somehow; he'll find a way "promise me you won't try... he...you could die" Dean followed him trying to explain but Sam slammed his bedroom door, and sighed furious, even more watching the "hang in there" kitty poster pinned there, he bought it as a joke for Dean.
he always believes in anything Dean says he always believes in Dean.
He remembers that stupid Halloween when he was 10, Dad left them alone, and he felt stupid with the cast, couldn't brush his hair or carry his books, or tie his shoes, but Dean was there doing all that for him, cutting his meat in bite size pieces for him, he even gave him his most valuable possession, the Batman custom Bobby bought for him three years ago, when he learned the sixth exorcism in Latin, Sam had a ninja turtle suit somewhere.
Dean gave him the suit, and helped him to dress with his left arm on a cast and all, the same arm some monster broke years latter, Dean dressed as a cowboy, Sam thought he was way too old for trick and treating, but Dean said he would never be too old for free candy.
His brother whispered; like it was a big secret and millions were around "This suit is magical, it'll help your arm, it'll heal faster..." and got up from the bed to fix the pentagram made into a sheriff star on his chest, looking to Sam's reflection pouting on the bed. sure he was now too old to believe there was such thing as good magic.
deep inside Sam believed him, because it was Dean and if Dean says so, then it's true, because Sam trusts Dean.
They ended up sitting on a park on the swings, Dean even helped Sam up, they ate chocolate and watched stars there; as always, before heading home.
Now, Now Sam couldn't trust dean anymore, and this home was no longer where he wanted to be. Sammy noticed the tears on his eyes,surprised on how easy dean can make him cry, he got everything he needed and opened the door.
Dean was frantic "Please... please Sammy" but his baby brother had everything in a bagpack and dufel and was leaving. "Zeke, please..." Sam turned but to dean Surprise there was no blue glow on his eyes
"Now it makes sense" spat Sam leaving.
Once the door was closed Dean sat on the first step and noticed he was shaking, it wasn't the first time Sam left, by far not, but this was the first time he left home, a real home "He won't forgive me this time" Dean let out.