Title: Revelation and Role-Reversal
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone. I need to start saving my pennies.
Challenge Word: "Warm"
Word Count: 200 words –yeah, it's a Double Drabble. Deal with it.
Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.
Spoiler Alert: Alludes to events from Season Two. A birthday present for supernaturalmydreams.
He found Dean curled up against the wall of the witch's cabin, and Sam knew his brother had been struck by her signature spell. Tears poured down from eyes squeezed tightly shut as Dean rocked back and forth, sobbing like a broken-hearted child.
Sam knew the curse was designed to make the receiver experience their worst pain over and over again. He could only imagine his sibling reliving the torments of The Pit.
It was only after he knelt down and could hear Dean's whimpers, his voice pleading "Sammy, don't leave me," over and over again that he realized his brother's greatest fear wasn't what happened in Hell.
It was what happened in Cold Oak.
Sam pulled his brother into a hug, rocking him gently back and forth. "Dean," he whispered, his voice warm and soft, "it's okay. That's over, bro. I'm here… I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere."
Dean opened his eyes, looked up at Sam, and clung a little tighter. "S-Sam?"
"It's me, Dude. I'm not going to leave you. It's okay." He gently ran his hand through his brother's spiky locks. "We'll ride this through together. I won't leave you again."
Sam smiled. "I promise."
Author's Notes: A very happy birthday supernaturalmydreams from Sam and Dean… and me!