Disclaimer: Winchesters, no-ot mine.

A/N: Yay! 100 words on the dot. Word of the Week- Blue. Thanks for letting me play the Drabble Game!

"Why is the Sky Blue?"

Dean lay broken, bleeding, staring dazedly up... Clouds skittered across the dark, rolling, ominous expanse... thunder rumbled in the distance. He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen blue skies. Blue skies meant happy... didn't they? He felt laughter, gallows humor, bubbling up... Oh, yeah, Winchesters were cursed, by Heaven, Hell.. each other... choked on it... coughed until tears flowed, leaving glistening tracks down his temples, into his hair. A sob tried to escape, he ruthlessly forced it back down. Happy was a long gone... Dean took a shuddering breath, everything hurt, even breathing. He was done. He was just... done.

~The End

A/N: I have another part to this, that I might post later... wasn't sure if I wanted to add a little hope at the end of this or just leave it all dreary and sad. LOL So... we'll see. Anyway, thanks for reading and if you have a minute would love a review.