WOW: Clean
Word count: 100
Summary: Dean's got no moves left. Tag to 10.23 so spoilers.
The water's running clear and cold when Dean finally stops scrubbing. One careless glance in the mirror has him reaching again for the soap. He can't work up enough lather to rinse Castiel's blood from his hands, run the water hot enough to scald away the memory of Rudy's pleas. The next reflection barely registers before his fist annihilates the mirror. It's pointless. He'll never be clean. Rage and grief manifest in violent destruction, this time, though, of inanimate objects that don't bleed or beg for their lives. He's out of moves. Out of fight. Death is his only option.
