Call Me Back (SPN; Dean/Sam; PG-13/T; #359: Stable/Unstable)

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Title: Call Me Back
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Dean/Sam
Rating: PG-13/T
Challenge: #359: Stable/Unstable
Warning(s): (W)Incest, SPOILERS
Word Count: 500
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.



They think I'm the sane one, but what they don't know is you're the one who keeps me right. It's always been so easy to just shoot all the scumbags to Hell. I can't count the number of times I've let some one live because of you, Sammy, or how many times you've pulled me back from the brink.

Even before the mark, it would've been so easy to give into it all. Hell, to give into any of it. But I never have. I've always fought because of you. I grew up protecting you. I'd do anything to protect you still, even kill you if it took it to keep you from suffering more because of me. I'm so fucked up, and we both know it, but every time I lose it, you bring me back.

I thought it was the end back there. I was ready to die, or be sent to wherever. I was ready to send you to Mom and Dad, Bobby and Jessi. I was ready to just give up. I might've been spewing crap about how it was the best thing for the world, how we cause more harm than good, but I didn't mean any of it.

I just wanted this to be over. I just wanted you to be safe. I didn't want to be the one to hurt you, to kill you. Even then, I couldn't. I can't. But I didn't know what that mark was going to do. Now I'm free of it, but we're in trouble again. The Darkness's almost on us.

You're calling my name. I'm cranking baby as hard and as fast as I can, but she won't go. She ain't gonna get us outta here in time. We ain't gonna get outta this. It's coming too hard, too fast, like so many other evils in our lives have, but this time, we're not gonna make it.

I'd call Crowley. I'd call Castiel. But not even the King of Hell or an Angel can save our asses this time. There's no saving us, no going back or forward. There's only me and you, like it's been since the start.

Maybe I should've gone crazy. Maybe I should've given in. But even now you're beside me, and I know that's better than anything I could've gotten back there. You've always talked me back to your side whenever I've been unstable. Whenever I've gone dark, you're the light that's poured into me and won't stop until I come back to you just like I've never stopped until I've gotten you back.

But its too damn late now. So I grab your collar and I pull you to me. My mouth slams over yours. There's nothing sweet, nothing gentle this time. There's just my tongue thrusting wildly into your hot, sweet mouth that's always saved me while I do my damn best to show you how much I still love you, how much I always will. And now it's dark.

The End