Meet the new boss
Season 7 episode 1 Destiel FanFiction. A little fluff piece I wrote for fun, I decided not to write a smut piece. I hope you enjoy, reviews are welcome and appreciated. I didn't go exactly how the show went, but this is how I pictured a Destiel moment going.
The monsters inside of me force my limbs to trudge towards the reservoir and I know my fate; to die and never again look upon the faces of the ones I love. Or rather, the 'one' I love. Dean stares at me, his emerald green eyes wide and sparkling with unshed tears. I see Sam and Bobby as well, but my eyes; which are still under my control; 'thank god', only register Dean in all his beauty and perfection. The reservoir looms in front of me, a dark pool of despair and torment. A seemingly endless abyss. 'I'm sorry Dean.' I think to myself, and choke down a sob; I will not cry the last time Dean sees me. I want him to remember me as I was, not this, this shell of my old self, skin burned, face twisted in anguish, and being forced to my certain death. 'I love you Dean. If only you knew how much I love you.' I stare into Dean's beautiful, green eyes, full of anguish and take my last look at my love before I die. I look at his beautiful face; his full, soft, pink lips. The lips I have forced myself not to caress with my own. His strong jaw; of which I have dreamt of kissing, now lightly dusted with stubble, dirt, sweat and blood. Blood caused by my hands, even if it wasn't of my own volition, I still hurt him. I take a final look at his beautiful figure and remember all those nights I watched him sleep; watched his muscled chest rise and fall rhythmically; completely at peace and free from the horrors and torment of his waking life. I gaze again into his eyes and utter my last words to him.
"I'm sorry Dean." I say, my voice gravely and strained due to unshed tears. Despite my best efforts, one single tear cascades down my cheek, leaving a warm trail of liquid in its wake. Then it's all over. They all try to stop it but it's too late. The parasites inside of me have taken me to the edge of dark blue water, the sun making the surface sparkle like thousands of diamonds. As I trudge slowly into the cool water, the leviathan battle to tear me apart and break free. My strength wanes and then fails as I am torn apart. All I can do now is pray; to who I'm not sure, seeing as how my father left us. I pray that Dean knows how I feel and how I would do anything to tell him I love him. I scream on the inside, from pain of being ripped apart, and from the pain of knowing I shall never again look upon the face of my secret love. 'Goodbye Dean. I love you more than you will ever know.' I cry out, but no sound can be heard. I am a silent prisoner, now being executed for my wrongdoings and sins. Everything goes black and I am sucked into the abyss, my last thought is of Dean, and the unspoken, heart bursting, immense love I feel for him. Wrong. The love I felt. I drift away and the pain fades, my presence fading.