knightsoflegend | CLOSED ♔ You'll Be Coming Clean Tonight

WHO || Sam and Dean Winchester
WHAT || Sam confronts Dean about what he's learned.
WHERE || Dean's Room
WHEN || November, shortly before leaving on the Thanksgiving Mission
HOW || spam~

[Fortunately for Sam, this time around, when Dean arrives at the Castle? Sam hears about it.

He's made friends since back then, ones that know their relationship, and know that he would want to know. And they're right, because he's been waiting for this awhile, wants to know what took his brother so damn long to come home, wants to know if he'd being avoided on purpose or...no, it's probably on purpose.

Well, that was going to come to an end in a hurry. He doesn't particularly want this conversation, because it'll probably be uncomfortable and angry and horrible, but it has to happen. He can't sit on any of this forever.

Not when he's not the only one who knows.

So that afternoon, Dean will hear a rather...forceful knock on his door, following quickly by a voice.]

Dean, it's me. Let me in.

[Because he's not going away. Sorry, bro.]

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What do you mean, she was googling herself?

She was trying to do research on herself. [A beat.] Like I did.

Did she find something?

[He shakes his head.]

She asked me to help her look up some stuff about being 'shadowkissed,' but I came up empty there, too. And believe me, I looked. I'm still looking.

[From time to time, when he thinks of something else he can search.]

It seemed important.

It is.

But far as I can tell, it's not something that exists in this world outside of her.

It's not.

[He sounds pretty damn confident. Thanks nat 20 research check.]

At this point I'm hoping to maybe find someone else with it that came or might someday come through the Veil.. It's pretty damn unlikely, but stranger things have happened.

[ he finally sits again, on the edge of the bed, beer bottle in hand. ]

You put a lot of thought into this. [ there's a hint of surprise there. pleasant surprise. ]

[Sam looks over briefly, then back down at the floor.]

She's important to you, Dean. Why wouldn't I want to help?

Because all I've done is give you reasons not to since you showed up here.

You had every reason to be careful.

[He's already forgiven you, bro.]

Now that I know what happened, I know why you did what you did. I probably would have done the same, if our roles were reversed.

Doesn't change the fact that I made you deal with this shit on your own all this time.

And it's not something you need to beat yourself up over.

[He levels a serious look at him.]

What matters to me is that you're still here, and that now I don't have to. We don't have to.

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You make it sound so damn easy.

Literally nothing about any of this is easy. I know that.

[He finishes off his beer before he balances it by the neck between his two fingers.]

But forgiving you is the easiest part. I did it awhile ago. Not sure I was ever even really mad in the first place.

[Just really fucking confused and frustrated.]

Yeah, well things are a little more complicated on my end.

I know. I get it.

[He can't look at him now, because even though he gets it, it still hurts.]

You believe me. It doesn't mean you trust me.

It ain't even that.

You're not the one I'd need to forgive. He is. But I don't think that's ever gonna be in the cards.

[That stirs some hope in his chest, though it's...conflicted. For reasons that are as complicated as this situation.]

No, maybe not, since you'd probably have to...talk to him. Is that something you'd even consider doing if you could?

Don't see what there's left to talk about.

[And epic fucking will save has him letting it go for now.]

You would know way better than me.

I don't want to hold it against you. What he did. You get that, right?

I get it. I also know that it's probably easier said than done.

[He realizes he's like...a giant walking reminder of everything, okay.]

And sayin' it's not exactly easy in the first place.

I'm just trying to be straight with you. Hearing that they're already coming after you, that you agreed to listen to her, knowing what she was--

I get that I left you on the desperate side for answers, but none of that's exactly speaking to things going differently this time around. I don't know what I'm supposed to think.

There is no they, okay? It's just her, and she's not coming after me.

[His voice is exasperated, as if even talking about her has him agitated.]

You know how I know things will be different? Because we're both already sick of this. It has to stop, Dean. There's always going to be a chance that something's going to happen to me, or to you, and we can't let anyone keep using that.

[He's heard too much about the things that Dean did in Hell because he brought him back from the dead. His other self was no better.]

[ he seems vaguely irritated, but he clearly sees the sense in what sam's spinning, too ] You're right.

It's gotta end.

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