Holy crap! I did angst again! Drabble only, but still.
Hope you enjoy. I just got to thinking, with Papa Winchester gone... what if, heaven forbid, something happen to one of the boys? And yah, for some reason I have a easier time with writing from a non-specific POV. Which brother is which is entirely up to you. And this is entirely seperate from "If Only".
Dark. It was so dark. No light. He felt around, hands encountering wood. Completely surrounded. Dark. So dark. Alone…he felt the panic start to creep in. Why was he alone? He was never alone. His brother…where was his brother? His hands searched again, flying this time. Nothing. Where was he? No smells. No sounds. Just him. Alone. He felt cold. Why was he cold? Where was he? There was nothing. Just him. Where was his brother?
The last Winchester bolted upright, gasping. His eyes stayed closed. He already knew what he would see. Nothing. There was nothing left. Just him.
Well, there you go. And I just might end up doing some serious writing, what with the 2 week hiatus and Kripke being an EVIL SOB by dangling the "Oh, and Dad told me something about you right before he died..." in front of our noses. That man'll be the death of me!