Based loosely on the idea of Swap Meat. I wrote this drabble before seeing the episode and now it is completely AU.
Sam and Gary had switched bodies but that is where the similarity ends…
Spoiled Meat
For one long moment, Dean just stared in shock at the teenager's body lying at the bottom of the stairs. A seeping red blood stain blossomed on the white shirt, the neck at a wrong angle.
Oh God, Oh God, Oh God –
His brother's soul had been in that body.
Sammy.
"I'm going to kill you!" he raged as he snatched up the fallen shotgun and aimed it at the tall stranger standing at the top of the stairs. The imposter who'd just killed Dean's brother.
The man started to back away, his hands held up in supplication. "Dean! Wait! No - it's me. It's Sam!"
"Shut up! Just Shut the fuck up!" Dean snarled, his finger tightening on the trigger.
The stranger's champagne hazel gaze held his own for one moment longer before they slipped closed and he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple a bob in the long neck. "I forgive you, Dean." He whispered then waited for Dean to follow through.
I forgive you, Dean…
Those were not words from a cocky teen getting the thrill ride of his life.
Those were not the words of a stranger, some false sentiment to trip him up.
Dean slowly lowered the gun.
Sympathy, compassion and understanding in four words?
That was the sentiment of a brother.
His brother.
"Sammy?" It was Dean's turn to whisper.
Broad shoulders relaxed. A shaggy dark head lifted and the man looked at him. Really looked at him. "Dean?"
Hope lit that one word.
The gun hit the floor with a clatter and Dean crossed the distance between them in two strides.
He grabbed the kid and pulled him hard to his chest. "Sammy." He repeated himself and knew it was true.
Long arms wrapped around him and held him just as hard.
"Yeah," the voice breathed against his neck, "Sammy..."
The End