55th Hunt [Action] I had one job--take care of Sammy--and I failed

[dudeimbatman]

[Dean is sitting on his bed. It's a double bed across from Sam's bed. There's only about three feet separating the beds. Just like in all the motels they grew up in. Sam is lying on the bed obviously dead. He's still wearing the clothes he was wearing when Anna stabbed him. The sheets around him are stained with blood as well. Hygiene isn't really at the top of Dean's awareness list. He's still black and blue but the worst of his injuries have been healed.

Dean's elbows are on his knees, his head buried in his hands.]

I tried, Dad. I tried and it just--it wasn't enough. I should have shoved the kid out the door--made him go back to that apple pie life.

[He rakes his hands through his hair, hitting a half healed gash and wincing. His hands fist in his hair and he grits his teeth]

One job...Sammy. One job and I couldn't get it friggin right.

[Why yes that is a single tear of man pain running down his cheek]

[ooc: Dean's BFF Cas is standing outside guarding so that Dean doesn't take off and make a stupid deal with the deities. He's also taken his device for that reason. Sammich IS dead in this scene and probably smells. Hell Dean probably smells but he's open to action and he will be allowed visitors by his Guardian Angel if anyone wants to come say hi. It hasn't actually registered that it's his birthday today. Yet.]

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Hey. Think you can stop grieving long enough to help me up?

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[As soon as Sam draws breath, Dean is there half hugging, half pulling his brother up.] Who said I was grieving?

[Of course the fact that the words are choked with emotion and breathlessness totally confirm that]

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean's taken aback at first. Not by the hug so much as the ferocity of the hug. After a second he wraps his arms around Sam, hugging him just as tight. When he speaks his words are very quiet] It's okay, Sammy. I've got you.

[Sure it's something he might have said to Sam years ago when he was a little boy waking up from a nightmare but right now, the words seem like they need to be said]

[ action - open ] haha I know, right? I love it. <3

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Happy birthday, Dean.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[He gives a bitter chuckle and shakes his head]

Try not to die the day before next time, Bitch.

[His gratitude that Sam is back can't be masked though.]

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[rehymenator]

[Castiel isn't quite sure what to say or do. He knows, logically, that Sam will be back at some point, and he hopes, judging by how everything progressed, that he will be sans Lucifer. So he doesn't speak - anyway, he's fairly aware that whatever he says might only make it worse. Dean's likely unhappy with him for the initial fight with Lucifer and for confiscating his device and watching over him here, too.

If he's honest, he would feel the same way Dean did. Hell, he felt responsible for Anna's part in it all; he should have been able to restore her memories, keep her as herself. He'd promised to, and failed.

Now Sam was dead, Dean was nearly inconsolable and Anna...he wasn't quite sure anymore, about anything. There was a time he would feel no guilt for his part in ridding Lucifer from the City, but now, something gnawed at him, small and almost insignificant. But enough to make him wonder.]

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

If he doesn't wake up by tonight I'm making a deal, Cas. I don't give a crap what you do. I will banish your ass to Shadow City.

[rehymenator]

[Castiel just stares at Dean. He's not going to allow that to happen, and Dean knows it.]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, Dean knows it]

I can't--he has to come back, Cas. I can't--

[He scrubs his hands over his face.]

I have to make sure he comes back.

this isn't here.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

[Hanna is very, very quiet, just sort of...watching. He's too filled with self-loathing and guilt to say anything just yet.

He got Sam killed. What is he supposed to say? It doesn't matter if Sam comes back or not...he got Sam KILLED.

...so he says nothing, and goes off to try and kill himself through the power of alcohol.]

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[ditchabledate.livejournal.com]

[Bobby walks in with a six-pack of beer, two of which are already open. Sits down. Offers one to Dean and keeps one for himself. Of course that first one that's open has a few drops of holy water in it. It's Bobby, of course. And of course, there's really no need for words, just beer. Really, what do you say at a time like this?]

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[There's nothing really to say so Dean takes the open beer and takes a sip. He doesn't even notice the holy water. He's just waiting, watching Sam for any sign of waking up]

[after Sam's up, sneaking back in]

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

[It's long after Sam is up and they've gone into the rest of the apartment that Anna appears, standing in the dark room. There's bloody clothes on the ground and she kneels, touching them gingerly.

She did this. She did this to her friend.

...and maybe she knows she would do it again.]

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[It's late when Dean stumbles back in the room. He pulls up short seeing Anna there. His emotions toward her are a conflicted mess. He knows she killed Sam and really that's all he needs to know. Everything else he's feeling he forces to become secondary. Sam comes first. End of story]

Get out.

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[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

[She stands, pausing because she remembers now. Remembers what they were trying to be, the bridges they were trying to build. All burned down now.

She wishes the memories hadn't come back.

Fumbling at her wrist, she undoes the familiar clasp, the handmade bracelet sliding off her wrist. Setting it on the table by the bed, she steps back, head down.]

I won't apologize for what I did. I knew... I knew something like this would happen, eventually. But I'm sorry it hurt you, perhaps if we hadn't... This would be easier.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean takes a step back looking just a ton of confused right now]

You remember now?

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[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

[Her own head raises to meet his eyes. Hers are filled with a kind of regret.]

Yes. Not that it matters now, but yes.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean watches her carefully for a second before he nods]

You promised me once that you wouldn't hurt him, not here. I know you didn't remember making the promise yesterday. Hell you didn't even remember me.

Would you have done it if you'd remembered?

[he sounds almost desperate. He's not entirely sure he wants to know the answer but he knows he needs to know the answer.]

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[sings4dragons.livejournal.com]

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean looks up when Menolly steps in and tries to give her a trademark cocky grin. It just crumbles before it ever has a chance to start. He scoots over a little bit on the bed to give her space to sit. It doesn't actually occur to him that she might not want to sit this close to a dead body. He figures if she's here, she can hack it.]

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[sings4dragons.livejournal.com]

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[If Dean had anything left in him to break, something would have when Menolly brushed Sam's hair off his forehead. It's the fact that she's still treating him like a person rather than a body that does it. When she hugs him, he hugs back and he doesn't immediately let go. He holds on for a little while]

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[sings4dragons.livejournal.com]

[That's okay. She's usually a patient person. That means she's not pulling away until he lets go first. After a long moment, she starts to hum, the song picked up and softly joined by the little dragon.]

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[It takes Dean a long time to say anything. He just listens to Menolly and Beauty hum]

He's going to come back. He'll be okay.