Rated: K+ for mentioned drunkenness

Summary: An almost double-drabble inspired by the episode "A Very Supernatural Christmas" and a short short story assignment in school. "I was determined not to make the same mistake that I had sixteen years ago."


Silent Night

by outlaw author

I heard the door open behind me and hastily – but no less skillfully – plastered on a welcoming smile before turning to greet my brother. The lights from the make-shift Christmas tree were reflected in his shining eyes as he eagerly reached for the glass of eggnog I offered him.

Every second of that night was a test of my acting skills; I struggled to hide the pain in my soul while I gave Dean a proper Christmas – the first in a long time. Chances were it was the last as well for I would certainly not have the heart to celebrate after he was gone. That was the crux of my problem.

But I was determined not to make the same mistake that I had sixteen years ago. I filled Dean's evening with Christmas cheer, let him get as drunk as he wanted and made sure he was deeply asleep. Then I allowed myself to give up the fight to maintain my joyful mask and curled up on my grungy hotel bed, trying unsuccessfully to keep my heart from leaking out my eyes and onto my pillow.


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