Disclaimer: No, don't own, but one can wish...
Warning: May contain some spoilers from when they are thinking, and stuff, but most of it came from seeing their emotions and then me putting it together, no it is no way 100% spoiled.
Worth Fighting For
You don't know me. You don't know the thoughts that go through my head.
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Sam was tired of being looked at as if he were a monster by his own brother. Dean was tired of the war he was sure they could not win. Neither facing up to their fears nor announcing them to each other, both leaving saying they would be back in a bit. Sam saying he was going to do research for a new case, Dean saying he was going to a bar to hustle some money.
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'Sorry I'm not strong enough. Sorry, I have to do this; I can't become a monster and watch your pain, as you have to kill me.' Sam thought to himself.
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'Sorry I'm so weak. That I broke after only 30 years in Hell. Sorry I can't save you if I can't save myself. I can't do this I can't save the world.' Dean thought.
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The woods nearby in town was both the destination, only neither knew. They each entered on the opposite side and both were ready to do what they thought was right. Each had brought one gun, one bullet. He'll be better without me, safer, stronger. They both thought.
Both, but at different areas, stumbled upon a glamorous house, identical, and decided to go inside. It felt as if they were being drawn to the building.
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Dean walked inside, it was empty, but a large bulletin was posted. He began to read:
Location: Where ever we are needed Hours: 24/7
Raising as your own kid
Protect the innocent
Doing your best at all you did
You are whom you were meant
You are worth more
You can make it right
What you are destined for
Just don't give up on your fight
What the hell? Dean wondered. He heard footsteps behind him and turned around.
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Just as Dean, Sam walked inside. He saw a bulletin as well and read:
Location: Where ever we are neededHours: 24/7
Kind and caring words for care
Protecting all you can
Never giving up on all you carry and bare
You are not evil, but simply a man
Your life if worth so much
You make mistakes but you always choose the right
Destined for good, you will always be such
So carry on, don't give up- fight
What? Sam wondered. He heard footsteps and turned around.
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Dean could not believe what he was seeing. He mother was standing in front of him. She had just finished talking to him. She had known he was going to commit suicide and she was there to stop him. She reminded him of who he was, what he would be leaving behind, and of what he was destined for. Not just saving the world, but family the last Sam had left, being someone. Then she simply walked away.
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Sam could not believe what he was seeing. His father was standing in front of him. He had just talking to him. He had known Sam was going to commit suicide and he was there to stop Sam. He reminded him of who he was, of what he would be leaving behind, and what he was destined for. Not just being there for Dean to stop the end of the world, the the last family Dean had left, being someone. Then he simply walked away.
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Dean and Sam both stood shocked, both buildings vanishing, leaving only the woods behind. They both returned to the hotel moments before the other and did not tell the other what had happened, but now knew they had a purpose. Not just for the world, but for each other.
The End. Please, let me know what you think, but your choice.