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Dean remembers Mary Winchester. Angst, as usual, because that never gets old. :P
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CHAPTER ONE- REMEMBERING MOM
Every Mother's Day, Dean mourns Mary.
Dean mourns her absence.
Dean mourns that he cannot remember much of Mary.
Just the barest trace of her smile, the tone of her voice, light and carefree.
The sound of her laugh, high and silvery, which had, long ago, made Dean feel like the best son in the world.
He remembers precious little.
What he does remember, he holds onto fiercely, almost viciously.
Dean remembers the way her hair would glint a buttery, soft, honey in the sunlight.
He remembers how it would change to burnished copper in the dark, the way it would curve into Cinderella-like curls around her face.
But his Cinderella never got her happy ending.
Dean remembers her eyes, wide and always shining, a light shade of cerulean blue with lighter glints in her irises, and if you looked hard enough, they would change to a soft, gentle green.
He recalls the way the skin would crinkle around her eyes when she was happy.
It drives him mad with anger, with grief, with loss that he doesn't know anymore what her favorite color was.
That he doesn't know what she liked to do, what she liked to wear.
Sam doesn't know, but he keeps a shirt he has of Mom's, the exact color of her eyes, warm and blue, and sometimes, when he's lonely or sad, Dean presses it against his face, just to smell the light, sweet scent of Mary's perfume.
And as he inhales, the pain and doubt and fear ebbs away.
Just for a while.
Dean remembers her slow, blossoming smile, the way her lips would curve upward in a pale-pink arc, the way she would stroke his cheek with a feather-light hand, and tell him everything would be all right.
But she'd been lying without even knowing it.
For Mary Winchester, nothing would be all right ever again.
Nor for her family.
But as much as Dean misses his mother, and longs, bitterly, for the one thing he can't have, there is one thing he mourns the most.
Dean mourns the fact that Sam never got to know how much Mary loved him.