Disclaimer: Don't own these characters, which might be a good thing.
A/N: When I was moving these fics, some of these are really short. So I've decided to start a lil catch-all like I did for Teen Titans with Drabble Corner. As the Joker would say "Here. We. Go."
Summary: This fic is inspired/based on the title card of season 6 of glass shattering. Sam, Dean and Cas perspectives.
SHATTERING:
A weathered window shield of an Impala roars down the road of Life, bearing whatever Fate throws, its strength drawing upon the Family. She bears much in her lifetime, seen things that should only exist in thin paper sheets of a worn-out book. During one particularly long year, tires spinning in the mud, she's navigating down a rocky dirt road when a tiny rock flings up under spinning tires from a sea of potholes, hitting with deadly precision or of chance upon her new window. The force sends ripples, the event shifting the fabric of the Family in the sharp edges of a chip.
Time beats patiently. It's only a breath or a month till a crack appears. It's long, dark and bold against the blue-tinged glass. Deep and broad, Sam stretches across the pane, carving paths unknown. The strong-headed Winchester corrupts the light, making it jagged and dark while at the same time bright and clear. Everyone sees it, how his soul shatters in jagged splits, separating body and soul. In the end, within deep crevices, his soul shatters into three distinct lines as he fights the pain of the chip the Cage has carved into him.
From Sam's deep crack, branches run rampant, trying to balance and keep the Family whole. Dean tries to lessen the strain on his brother, fighting to keep some semblance of normalcy, to protect Sam from himself. But it doesn't work. The stubborn-minded Winchester is cracking, branches stemming everywhere as he fights to juggle his many responsibilities. He yearns to keep everyone safe, to prevent Sam from remembering, as what he deems family shatters under the sharp edges of Samuel Campbell and the carved out hole of Lisa and Ben.
From Dean's wide cracks, spider webs dance throughout the rest of the glass hovering just outside the major fault lines but still important enough to impact the outcome. Castiel paints a web of miniscule cracks that none see till it's too late, too subtle and repetitious under the looming shadow of Sam and Dean's cracks. Spreading outwards, he tries to help Dean in relieving the other man's stress, stems off Sam as well, raising a man soulless from the Cage itself. Yet, he doesn't know that his actions only makes their Family more and more fragile. Till one day, his sanity is full of tiny spider cracks that it only takes one whiplash chip of rejection and he shatters into madness.
The window shield explodes into a million pieces, littering the seats, dash and hood with glistening deadly shards. Harsh reality blows into the interior of the Impala as the tires skid to a deadly halt, tipping the Impala till she lands on her hood. Coldness fills the car. Nothing moves. Everything becomes reversed, inside outside, whole and divided, family and enemies.
Ice frosts over the pieces as a chilling voice clinks against the shattered remains of the Winchesters.
"I have no family."