Two Points of View

by Tisha Wyman

Set in Season 8. Sam and Dean have different desires and choices of what life is supposed to be. Some of us have not liked this much. I felt the boys needed to tell their own viewpoints for this. Don't judge them. As Brian Buckley as said, we are only human. I do not own nor make money from Supernatural. I thank Eric Kripke for a great creation. I love Sam and Dean.

Two Points of View

Sam's Viewpoint:

I grew up in a hunting family. The only one who has always been there was Dean. Hunting was never my choice of a career. I want a degree, a normal career, a wife, children, and a home. To be honest, I felt smothered by my brother. I was always the younger brother. It was always do what I say. I got tired of it. I wanted freedom. I needed to get away. Yes, I ran away; more than once. Dean is Dad's boy and he does whatever Dad says. He can't think for himself. He's embarrassing, always needy, and childish. As we worked together, I realized that he made a lot of sacrifices for me. I appreciate that more than he'll ever know, but this year apart gave me the life I really wanted. I love my brother, but I have needs that I have to fulfill now. Dean has changed and his tendency towards violence is not normal. I don't want to live this kind of life. I don't want to hurt my brother, but Dean is not going to let go. He's in denial. I have to tell him I'm going to do what I want with my life now. I've given enough of it to hunting. I've lost everyone that mattered. He's not the Dean I remember. The Dean I knew is gone. It's time for me to live my own life. I'm sorry, Dean.

Dean's Viewpoint:

I remember when Mom died and Dad said take Sammy and to protect him. I've done everything I know to keep him safe. Man, I've gone to hell for him. I won't talk about the things I've had to do to keep him safe, happy, and give him the childhood I never had. I'd do it again in a heartbeat. I love Sammy more than anyone or anything. I'd die for him again. He knows I always tried to get him back when he disappeared or died. I tried everything I could come up with to get him out of the cage. I broke my promise to not try. After Cass and I disappeared and ended up in Purgatory, one of the things that kept me sane was knowing that Sammy was hunting for me; trying to find out where I was. It hurt like hell to know he never looked at all. I've lost him. I know that. I've been trying to keep us hunting, talking like I've never done, and I know I've changed. I had to kill unmercifully to survive in Purgatory. I made deals that were wrong, but they kept me alive. Yeah, I feel bitter about it. I'm angry. I love him. He's my brother and the thought of going alone like Purgatory is killing me. Who do I talk to? Who do I trust to have my back? My whole life has been Sam and hunting. Sammy, don't go! I can't do this alone. Not again.