A/N: Hey there folks!
I was re-watching the end of Season 3 and this little scene popped up inside my head. *sniffs*
So, spoilers for the end of Season 3.
A/N: Happy belated Birthday, Shinaria!!! Hope you like it! ;)
A/N: My hugest thanks like always to the amazing Enkidu07! Honey, I don't know what I would do without you! *huggles you*
A/N: And I wanted to thank everyone for your wonderful support! I know I suck at review-replies but be assured that every single one means the world to me! So thank you all so so much!
100 words on the dot! Have fun reading!
He was running.
The deep cuts on his chest screamed against the movement but he didn't care.
Blood seeped through the fabric of his shirt, made him feel lightheaded.
He needed to see him. Needed reassurance. Needed his big brother.
But there was only silence.
One month since New Harmony and still no solution.
The plain wooden cross in front of him looked black against the burning sunset.
His knees refused to hold him any longer, folding under him, making him collapse to the ground
"Dean." He choked, fingers fisting in the dirt.
He was alone. So fucking alone.
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