015. Marriage - For bloodinmyearhailtheboykingMay 18 2010, 05:56:48 UTC
The last time Sam had thought about marriage was at least five or six years ago. He had been living with Jess for awhile then, and despite their ups and downs, they stayed strong. Much to the annoyance of others sometimes, they did hold a genuine affection for one another, one they weren't afraid to display at times. But there had been a point, a few months before Dean had shown back up, that he had thought about it. It wasn't something he'd be able to go through immediately with, of course he'd have to pass his bar exams and get into a decent firm. If he could manage that, well, he'd be all set, it was just years away and it killed him that he couldn't give her the happiness she deserved just yet. And he worked harder, he studied his ass off, made sure that he was going to pass those exams and get into law school
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He began to pace the room, biting his nails as he tried to distract himself. Dean was so close, he was almost back to life, he'd be out of hell and he wouldn't have to suffer anymore. That's what this was all about, making sure he didn't hurt anymore, making sure he was happy again, that he was safe. The deal had guaranteed his brother's safety through most things and his safety as a vessel (not that he hadn't thought he wouldn't be protected, but sometimes, one couldn't be too safe,) and in turn, he couldn't massacre Lucifer's army with any information that he was given. There were other stipulations as well, but those were the biggest points that Sam made sure they were clear on, reading over the contract multiple times to make sure there was nothing that would be unfair
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Dean was lying on the ground, trying to catch his breath, completely covered in dirt. He immediately moves next to him, checking him over quickly before he leans in, patting his brother's cheek, trying to get him at least semi-aware of what was going on. And it worked, just not as planned, considering Dean immediately grabbed for his throat and threw him on his side. Dean's eyes were black as they stared at Sammy, who immediately tried to protest before he found there were no words in his throat. Fear was building up, knowing full-well with that grip that Dean was about ready to kill him. But something clicks, something deep down gets him to release him and stare at him, blinking back to normal eyes as he stares at Sam
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