Title: Five Times Dean Didn't Say Goodbye to Sam
Challenge: spnchallenges chart challenge - first good-bye
Characters: Dean, Sam, John
Warnings: character deaths, language
Spoilers: Pilot, Faith
Word Count: 2552
Disclaimer: None of the Winchesters belong to me, alas.
Summary: The title pretty much says it all. AU ficlets
Note: Thank you to eloisebright for the swift and excellent beta. Any remaining mistakes are all mine.
Dean looked at the big box and the little box and thought the little one looked like it was just for play. Like Daddy had his real hammer, and it was big and heavy and black, and Dean's play hammer was small and red and easy to pick up.
The little box almost looked like it would be easy to pick up.
But Daddy didn't pick it up, he just leaned on the table it sat on, holding onto the edge of the table, even though his hands were still all wrapped up in the white stuff.
"C'mere, son," he said, and his voice sounded all hoarse and quiet like it always did now.
Dean walked up closer to the little box, and then Daddy bent down and picked him up. He hugged Dean close, and Dean felt the weird scratchiness of the white stuff wrapped around Daddy's hands.
"It's okay, Dean," Daddy whispered in his ear. "I know you don't feel like talking right now, and I get that, son. Believe me, I do. But they're going to take them away in a few minutes, so we need to say good-bye now."
Dean pressed his face into the weird, thick fabric of Daddy's suit coat and breathed in the smell of cigarette smoke and new clothes. Daddy shifted him around in his arms so that Dean was facing forward, looking at the little white box. Dean reached a hand out and touched the top of the box that Daddy had said was like a new bed for Sammy now.
"Bye-bye, Sammy," he whispered, and when Daddy coughed and squeezed him tight, he hoped that Mommy was hugging Sammy, too, in heaven.