FIC: Are You My End?

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Title: Are You My End?
Author: YanzaDracan
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Rating: FRT
Summary: Prompt – Episode Titles - "Sometimes You Hear The Bullet" (M*A*S*H)

 

 

Jo gathered her first aid supplies and plunked down a bottle of pain killers. She gave Dean’s good shoulder a squeeze before going in the back to have her own breakdown over the events with possessed Sam. 

Dean knocked back a shot from the bottle Jo had left. He thought back to the number of times since Stanford that Sam had shot or tried to shoot him. If he let himself think about it, which he tried not to, Sam was responsible one way or another for many of the scars marring his body. 

He ran his hand over his face, trying to work up the gumption to move, to call Bobby, or just--something. He took the empty flask from his inside pocket and filled it from the bottle. As the flask filled, a memory floated to the front of his thoughts. 

They were in some forgettable town in middle America with unexplained attacks on hunters. He slipped into a local bar looking for his dad, who was gathering information about the attacks. Bars were always a good place to hear the local gossip. While he waited in the shadows for John to notice him, he listened to the men sitting with his dad talk. 

“Sometimes you hear the bullet that gets ya.” The man on John’s right stated then rubbed his shoulder.

 

“It’s the one you don’t hear that kills ya.” Another man raised his beer in salute to his friend. 

Dean pulled himself from the memory. Sitting here wallowing like some emo teeny bopper wasn’t going to find Sam. 

He shoved the flask and pills into his inside pocket and headed for the one thing that never let him down. He sat for a minute and let the rumbling vibrations of his Baby soothe his aching body. As he pulled out of the parking lot and pointed the Impala toward Bobby’s he wondered if Sam would be the one responsible for the bullet he doesn’t hear.