Title: All That is Left
Disclaimer: Me no own, You no sue.
Warning: Language, implied Wincest
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"I promised you that I wouldn't leave again!" Sam tries to push the sentence through Dean's haze of rage.
"Just go!" Dean points to the door of their motel. "Just fuckin' leave right now and save both of us the trouble!"
Sam glares at his brother for a second before he grabs his duffel, walks to the door, and jerks it open. He turns and stands in the door way, just outside with his feet on the threshold. "Why don't you make a choice?" he asks voice cold but soft.
"What?" the older man stops, he's watching his brother closely, cautiously.
"Tell me right now. Tell me you want me to leave," Sam gestures to the door. He's challenging Dean for the first time and it's breaking him.
"I want you to leave," Dean says. "I want to leave right now so I don't have to face this anymore."
"Than come close the door, and know that you were the one who shut me out. And that once this door is closed, you can't open it again. Know that once I'm gone, I won't come back."
Dean is watching Sam, his darkened hazel eyes are filling with moisture and he can't believe what he's hearing. He opens his mouth to say something but his voice chokes and he rips his eyes away from his brother.
"Dean?" Sam's voice is soft, but it's still far away and Dean can't stand it anymore.
Dean roughly pulls Sam back into the room and pushes him onto the bed.
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