not strong enough, supernatural [ 2 ]

094. invade and attack

They built a pyre for Charlie and are currently standing by as the fire engulfs the wood and her wrapped body.

"Charlie. We're gonna miss you. You were the best. And I'm so sorry--"

"Shut up." Dean cuts his brother off. "You got her killed, you don't get to apologize."

"We were trying to help you." Sam says.

"I didn't need help. I told you to leave it alone." Dean says.

"What was I supposed to do? Just... watch you die?" Sam asks.

"The mark isn't gonna kill me." Dean says.

"Maybe not, but when it's done with you, you won't be you anymore. Dean, we care about you. So, of course, I was gonna fight for you because that's what we do. And listen, I had a shot--"

"Yeah, you had a shot. Charlie's dead. Nice shot."

"Look, we feel guilty, okay?" Ophelia cuts in. "She died because we asked her to help and, trust me, I feel guilty, Sam does, Larissa does, even though she had nothing to do with her. Almost everybody here is ridden with guilt. And excuse us for trying to help you. I didn't know that we're just supposed to let you die while you do anything possible to keep your brother from dying -- including something that's wrong on the highest level."

"And do you really think we're ever gonna forgive ourselves for this?" The girl questions, motioning to the pyre.

"You wanna know what I think?" Dean turns his head to her. "I think it should be you up there and not her." Dean states, looking directly into her eyes. Ophelia's eyes instantly tear up. She tries to keep her strong front up, though Nathan doesn't miss the way her chin wobbles as she holds any cries in.

Nathan's jaw clenches, angrily looking over at Dean. He looks back at Ophelia who directs her attention back to Charlie's burning body. Nathan slips his hand into her shaky hand, gently squeezing it, the girl showing no reaction.

Libby gives her uncle an annoyed look, her grip around her dad tightening. Evie frowns, her heart breaking for her cousin. Larissa glares at Dean, not attacking him given she's holding Athena -- plus he'd probably easily kick her ass, especially with the mark.

Daphne's eyes widen, her jaw falling open a little at Dean's cruel words. Billy glares at Dean before looking over at Ophelia in concern, frowning at her behavior.

"Okay." Jacob lets out a cold laugh, walking over to Dean and shoving him. "You wanna go?"

"You don't wanna do that, Jacob." Dean warns.

"No. No, I really do." Jacob argues.

He shoves Dean again, the older man quickly retaliating. Jacob dodges his punch and proceeds to punch Dean in the face. Jacob hits him again. The two continue to fight, shoving and hitting each other.

"Guys, guys." Sam rushes over, trying to pry Dean off of Jacob.

Dean punches Jacob, the blonde stumbling back, almost falling against the pyre.

"Daddy!" The twins scream.

"What the fuck?" Sam shoves his brother.

"No!" Ophelia yells, rushing forward, pulling Jacob away from the burning pyre. She looks between him and where he just was, the close distance unsettling her.

"Stop. Please." She quietly whimpers. "For the twins, at least. Please." She begs, her voice a whisper.

Jacob sadly looks down at her, the pain in her eyes wrecking him. He nods, albeit reluctantly, knowing the twins definitely don't need to see him get hurt or hurt somebody else and granting Ophelia's wishes.