Ficlet for spn_30snapshots - Me, Again.
Title: Me, Again.
Author: verucasalt123
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Dean, Castiel, Alistair
Claim: Theme 01: Elemental
Theme: http://verucasalt123.livejournal.com/85331.html
Prompt(s): #18, sight
Rating: R
Disclaimer: These boys do not belong to me.
Summary: What walks back out.
“For what it’s worth, I would give anything not to have you do this.”
But he’d done it anyway. Of course he had.
And now it was all back, everything Dean had worked so hard to shut out of his mind. Torturing Alistair, not in Hell, but right here, topside, for real…he thought he’d had an idea. He’d told Castiel what would happen if he did it, but he’d been so terribly wrong. It was much, much worse.
Four days now, coffee and Vivarin and Dean thought maybe he’d go insane for real if he didn’t sleep at some point. But sleeping was off-limits. When his eyes were open, and he could actually see what was in front of him, it wasn’t so bad. Oh, but when his eyes closed…that was when the sight of it wouldn’t go away, and he couldn’t force his mind to retreat from the memories of what he saw. The blade, the salt, the blood.
Probably because he was seeing something that he’d done himself.
Author: verucasalt123
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Dean, Castiel, Alistair
Claim: Theme 01: Elemental
Theme: http://verucasalt123.livejournal.com/85331.html
Prompt(s): #18, sight
Rating: R
Disclaimer: These boys do not belong to me.
Summary: What walks back out.
“For what it’s worth, I would give anything not to have you do this.”
But he’d done it anyway. Of course he had.
And now it was all back, everything Dean had worked so hard to shut out of his mind. Torturing Alistair, not in Hell, but right here, topside, for real…he thought he’d had an idea. He’d told Castiel what would happen if he did it, but he’d been so terribly wrong. It was much, much worse.
Four days now, coffee and Vivarin and Dean thought maybe he’d go insane for real if he didn’t sleep at some point. But sleeping was off-limits. When his eyes were open, and he could actually see what was in front of him, it wasn’t so bad. Oh, but when his eyes closed…that was when the sight of it wouldn’t go away, and he couldn’t force his mind to retreat from the memories of what he saw. The blade, the salt, the blood.
Probably because he was seeing something that he’d done himself.