Count to ten

Disclaimer: if I owned them, I would gloat. But this is a sad disclaimer, 'cause I don't.

Word Count: my computer tells me 100, but it could be lying to me.

Challenge word: twist

Spoilers: tag to 5x11, Sam, interrupted. Spoilers all the way up to there.

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If anyone had reason to be angry, it was Sam: hunting nightmares, losing Jess, (frequently) losing Dean, and having some sick version of destiny thrust upon him… like he didn't have a choice.

He used to believe he could choose. That he could prove to everyone that he was good. But after all that had happened, he couldn't lie to himself anymore. The worst rage he carried, that twisted cruelly in his gut, was meant for himself: for his failure to be good.

Sam could never escape the anger… he could only take a deep breath and count to ten.

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A/n: That didn't fit into drabble well. I think I would like to expand it for the full effect at some point. Thoughts (not just on expansion)?

Thanks to The Tribble Master for the beta.