The trials were abandoned; Winchesters were out of sight. In the bunker, Sam sat in the library reading; researching and occasionally glancing towards the staircase hoping that Cas would walk down and come out of his mental stupor. Getting turned into a human had hit him hard.
A resounding crash sent Sam half-stumbling towards the source of sound, i.e. the kitchen. Dean sat on the floor in a midst of cracked plates. He could have dropped it, Sam thought.
"Dean?"
"I'm sorry. I break everything. I just..." He broke into ragged sobs, clutching his head.
"It's okay Dean, its okay."
A/N: Hope you all liked it. :) I know it's kind of unfinished, but putting it all into a 100 words was quite hard. It took me quite a while to think of this. If anyone want's a longer version of this, let me know :) I'd love to write one. Please review and let me know what you think of this :)
Update : The longer version is up. I couldn't leave this incomplete and a lot of you wanted a longer version. It's called Breakdown. :)