The trials were abandoned; Winchesters were out of sight. In the bunker, Sam sat in the library reading; researching and occasionally glancing towards the staircase hoping that Cas would walk down and come out of his mental stupor. Getting turned into a human had hit him hard.

A resounding crash sent Sam half-stumbling towards the source of sound, i.e. the kitchen. Dean sat on the floor in a midst of cracked plates. He could have dropped it, Sam thought.

"Dean?"

"I'm sorry. I break everything. I just..." He broke into ragged sobs, clutching his head.

"It's okay Dean, its okay."


A/N: Hope you all liked it. :) I know it's kind of unfinished, but putting it all into a 100 words was quite hard. It took me quite a while to think of this. If anyone want's a longer version of this, let me know :) I'd love to write one. Please review and let me know what you think of this :)

Update : The longer version is up. I couldn't leave this incomplete and a lot of you wanted a longer version. It's called Breakdown. :)