morgana + supernatural + coda:5.14   2

And the Truth Shall Set You Free, by bemycasualty
Coda to episode 5.14, "My Bloody Valentine."

Dean explains to Sam that memories had been altered; he and Dean had been in love before Stanford but that Dean had a witch change things so Sam could follow his dreams. Then there's a lot of incendiary sex.
supernatural  sam/dean  wincest  established  explicit  top!dean  coda:5.14  season:5  length:1-5000  author:bemycasualty 
june 2013 by morgana
Locked Down, by callistosh65
Coda to 5.14, “My Bloody Valentine.” When Sam awakens in the Panic Room Dean is in there with him, not looking too good himself. Sam has a chance to comfort Dean this time.

{‘ “You are not dead already, Dean. I was there, remember? Don’t tell me you didn’t get all your pain back the minute I sucked those demons out. I saw your face, man. I’m pretty sure you had a hunger, the same as the rest of us.”

Sam takes a couple more breaths before he continues. “I’m a recovering addict, what I desire is easy. You? You’re not dead, you asshole.” Sam thinks about what he can say to make Dean believe him. Dean is still with him, silent and watchful, and he realizes he has to take no prisoners. He thinks about how Dean has been these last few weeks and softens his voice right down. “Dean, did you ever think that what you might secretly want above everything, is to feel nothing? To be... I don’t know... free? Free of fighting and feeling like you have to save everyone. Free of watching the people you love die. Free of yelling at heaven and dodging hell.” He swallows. “Free of me.”

“Sam—” Dean is openly crying now.

Sam can’t bear it, but he has to finish this now. He has to make the most of alcohol, his brother’s exhaustion, and the fact that Dean has nowhere to go and no one else to listen to.

He tries to smile to show Dean he means what he says, even though it hurts like hell. “No, it’s okay. I get it, Dean. I do. You’ve got Lucifer’s vessel for a kid brother.” He raises his right hand off the cot, “a guy who’s already gone two rounds and counting in here.”

Dean scrubs his left hand down his face and starts shaking his head. Sam has no idea which part Dean is refusing, but he doesn’t have the energy to sit up and find out. So he tries something he never has before. His hand is still around Dean’s wrist, so he tugs. Dean looks up, confused, and he tugs again. Then he bites his lip, shifts back a little, and tugs one last time.

Dean’s eyes go wide. “Dude... no way.”

But his voice is wrecked, his cheeks are wet, and he’s already moving.

“C’mere. I won’t tell if you won’t.”

It hurts to move like this. Sam aches in places he couldn’t soothe even if he wanted to. He should get up, take a shower, eat, and start in on the scouring out of his heart and mind. But instead he lies on a cramped and filthy cot with his brother tucked all along his left side. They’re both pretty disgusting, Sam is sure of it. He has no idea what exactly is encrusted on his jeans, and Dean still smells like a brewery and the two days and nights of shower-less driving it took them to get here. But none of that matters when Dean wipes his right cheek across Sam’s shirt and sniffs loudly. In amongst all the crap and guilt which has nearly drowned them both, Sam is going to get to be the older brother for once.

“Dead my ass,” he whispers into Dean’s hair. “Dead men don’t crawl into a bottle and then bawl their eyes out, you idiot.”

“Shut up, Sam.”

Scratchy and raw, it still sounds so like everyday Dean that Sam can’t help himself. His own eyes fill. Finally. He closes them and breathes his brother in. He’s going to say it. “Do you have any idea how much of a miracle it is that you haven’t said yes? You’re my hero, Dean. My fucking hero, and you always have been.”

Sam keeps his eyes closed when Dean’s head lifts off his shoulder for a long, long second. He knows he’s being stared at.

Dean’s head goes slowly back down, and he mutters something about idiot brothers under his breath. Then Sam feels a hand hesitantly open and rest palm flat on his chest.

Sam pulls him closer still and almost smiles. That’s it, the faint sound of *them* sliding back into place. ‘}
supernatural  sam  dean  gen  angst  hurt/comfort  sam:hurt  coda:5.14  season:5  length:1-5000  author:callistosh65 
november 2012 by morgana

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