A/N: This is something that came to me while watching Wishful Thinking, Heaven and Hell, and Family Remains. Review and let me know if I did well! I might expand upon it later if there is enough interest.
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Hellfire
Dean tossed and turned, lying in bed. It was another long night of nightmares that plagued his head. They were so real and vivid that Dean swore he was really there again. It was hot, and the smells… The smells of burning flesh nauseating him to his core. The images burned his in brain of himself just ripping random souls apart. Blood and bone and flesh scattered everywhere. Alastair clasping his shoulder proudly as the smirk spread across his features.
"That's my boy, Dean! We'll make something of you yet!" Alastair praised; watching Dean work. It was like his own.