Prompt: Shot
Word Count: 100
Rating: M
Genre: Angst/Tragedy
Characters: Sam, Dean (Sam/Dean – sorta)
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, that's all Kripke. And whoever else owns the show and the boys. Me? I just like playing in their world a little. =P
SPOILERS: n/a
WARNINGS: Deathfic. Evil!Sam. Wincest (just a kiss). Violence. Blood. All that good stuff.
A/N: Boring class brought this to life. I think I might expand it though. Sammy goes darkside and helps Dean save him.
Tagline: Sometimes a dream is a dream. Sometimes it's more.
Blood Red Moon
The moon cast an ethereal glow on Sam's bloody face. He grinned and waved Ruby's knife. Not Sam's blood – Dean's. "Gonna shoot me?"
Dean raised the Colt, hands shaking. "Come closer and I will."
Sam stepped forward, gun pushing against his abdomen hard enough to bruise. He tossed the knife away. Dean flinched. Sam wrapped his hands around Dean's. "Let me help you." He purred, sharing his brother's breath.
Dean closed his eyes. He felt hands constrict; lips crush against his own. A shot.
…
Dean's eyes flew open. A nightmare. The bed was empty beside him. 'No – a memory.'
Comments and constructive criticisms welcome. ^_^
- Uinen