Sad But True

by Orange Autumn

E/O CHALLENGE. AU. John never resorted to hunting. Just gave up and drank himself into an early grave. Left two boys broken and alone, but at least he left two. Drabble. Challenge Word: Clammy.

Challenge Word: Clammy.

Drabble Info: If you want ages, Sam's maybe 16, Dean 20.

Fellow Challenge Writers: Enkidu07, Mad Server, PADavis, Onyx Moonbeam, Nana56, NC Girl, IheartSam7, Deangirl1.

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"Do you forgive him?" His little brother asks, voice as soft as the rain that falls around them.

Dean stares at his father's name on the gravestone. "Course I do."

"I don't."

Sam's clammy fingers tighten around Dean's hand once again as he attempts to cover up the short tremor that runs through him.

"You don't mean that."

"Course I do." He shoots back. Bitter. "I'm glad he's dead."

Dean's fingers tighten on his this time. "I'm sorry you feel that way."

"Don't be."

Dean lifts his head, finds Sam's devoted gaze.

"I still have you... that's all I ever needed."

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Finito.

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A/N: I got frustrated with the first story I posted for the challenge word, and took it down, lol. I torture myself. Anyway, I agonized over it all and typed this up. Completely different, and very sad, but I like it.