Dean sees Sam in red, blood red, gasping and looking betrayed when he comes to. He needs to fix Sam, he needs to save him, every fiber of himself screaming save Sam. Dean steps forward saying “Hey, hey. It’s not that bad. Sammy, Sam! Hey, listen to me, we are going to patch you up, okay” and Sam flinches; he looks in hand and sees the first blade covered in blood. He is the reason why Sammy is dying,afraid of him, and he messed up. He killed his brother and now he understands why Cain picked him

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kill me katie just kill me 

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#can i get a fic on this STAT#dean heads downtown to bail teenage sam out after he gets detained by the cops#lanky and tall in the holding cell next to the drunken disorderlies on a saturday night#dean’s charming his way through the secretary because they can’t afford the bail and there’s no way he needs john finding out about this#he’s just abound ready to skin his little brother alive when they finally get out of the station#and sam isn’t looking at him#won’t tell him what he even did which just pisses dean off more #it’s a long drive back to their shack of a rental house and dean’s three seconds away from ditching sam by the side of the road
#they barely speak for the rest of the night but sam follows him around quietly from room to room #teenagers are so fuckin weird
#…it’s only the following monday when dean’s waiting around in the parking lot to pick sammy after school #that he sees the familiar scrawl on the side of the building #huge black painted initials #and his heart almost bursts #s.w. <3 d.w.   via (x)