Following the results of the
poll we took last month (don't make it easy on us or anything, guys, haha!), we've decided to hold a comment fic meme once every three months. This gives everyone time to write and prompt to their heart's content, and allows us mods to keep up with y'all. And we're starting right now!
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“I remember Cas tearing me out of the Cage…” Dean tried to quiet Sam. His brother didn’t need to wade through this emotional wreckage right now.
“Shh. Later, Sammy. It’s okay. Later.” But Sam wasn’t listening. His eyes were far away from Dean. Sam bit through his lip and didn’t even notice it, blood running down his chin. Dean cursed softly and coaxed Sam to unclench his jaw, brushing away the blood with his fingers and shirt sleeve, like chocolate ice cream when they were kids.
Dean didn’t want to leave his brother even for a moment to get antiseptic and, from the way Sam was worrying his forearm with his nails, bandages. Bobby would be back in a bit anyway so clean up could wait. He needed to stay with Sam.
Needed Sam to stay with him.
Sam’s fingers clenched and unclenched in the fabric of Dean’s shirt sleeve where he’d woven his fingers, his gaze still far off.
“And I remember watching him leave without me.”
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