Metallica blasts through the speakers of the impala as Sam and Dean drive down the road after a long hunt. Dean chuckles slightly to himself.
"Man that son of a bitch had it coming!" Sam turns to look at him and notices something is off.
Dean would have been pissed. Sam almost got himself killed. This wasn't Dean, this wasn't Sam's older brother.Sam had messed up on this last hunt, he let a vampire escape the nest. That vampire came back and almost killed Sam on the spot.
Dean would have been telling Sam how immature he was and that he needed to get his head out of his ass.
"Dean, are you okay?" Dean turns to look at Sam's concerned face. "What do you mean Sammy? I'm perfectly okay."
Something was definitely wrong. Dean never talked this way. The rest of the ride was in silence.
They made it back to the bunker and went their separate ways. Sam went and cleaned up his cuts and bruises while Dean got a beer.
"Sammy! Where's my beer!" Sam annoyed answered. "I don't know Dean!"
Dean came walking into the room Sam was in. "Sam, what's wrong with you?" Sam turned to face his brother.
"What do you mean what's wrong with me Dean? I screwed up that last hunt and you're not even going to say anything about it? What the hell is wrong with you? Any other time I do so much as look the wrong way you make sure and damn well that I know it. What has gotten into you?"
Dean just smirked at his little brother. "Oh Sammy, nothing is wrong with me, if anything I'm better than I ever have been before."
Dean hits Sam over the head with a beer bottle knocking him unconscious.
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"Hey Sammy, wake up." Sam slowly opened his eyes to see Dean standing before him.
"Don't you call me that! Dean is the only one that gets to call me that!" Sam is tied to a chair.
"Oh but don't you see, I am Dean, only a better version. Improved you might even say." Dean's eyes flashed black as he smirked at Sam.
"Don't you see Sam? This is what I have always been meant to be." Sam shook his head. "No you're not Dean, I won't accept that."
Dean starts to walk towards a table across the room. He picks up something and Sam can't see what it is.
"Now how about we have a little fun?" Dean walks over to Sam and he can see it's a knife in his hands.
Sam silently prays for Castiel to show up even though he knows it's hopeless.
Dean takes the knife and traces down Sam's arms with it.
"Look Dean I know you're in there. And hell sometimes you want to hurt me but you would never do this. Fight it please!"
Dean only chuckles at Sam's words.
Sam starts to chant the exorcism hoping it would work. "Exorcisamus te omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omni-"
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The Last Goodbye (Supernatural fanfic)
FanfictionSo everyone knows the lovable but dark Dean. What if all of his love went away? What if the darkness over took him? Will Sam be able to save him in time? Or will he have to put his own brother down to save the fate of the world?