So a few of you said i need to try my hand at Wincest. Well, i am definitely not the graphic type, but i do love me some Evil Sam, Abused Dean stuff. So I wrote this. it might be a stand alone drabble, ficlet kind of thing. so read it and review, let me know if i should move further with it. I am thinking this is post AHBL. ( You of all people should know that what's dead should stay dead. ) Sam's back but i am thinking he came back more messed up than orginally revealed. so at any rate let me know if i should continue, just bear in mind i don't right porn (although i do read the heck out of it hahaha) i will take it as close to that edge as possible.
also, nothing more will happen with this until after first of year. have other fics that need completeting.
The first time it happens, Dean is so shocked, so bewildered, so hurt, all he can do after is drag himself to the bathroom and get in the shower. He slides down the tub wall behind him until he is actually sitting in the tub, the warm water running over his head. The water beneath him is pink with his own blood, among other things.
He feels split in half. He's hurting, in incredible pain. It isn't just the physical ache, it's the emotional upheaval of knowing who did this to him. It's the knowledge that that person felt no remorse whatsoever and is now snoring peacefully on the left hand bed in the seedy motel room they'd taken for the night.
That wasn't his Sam. His Sam would have never done this to him.
Dean studies the marks on his wrists where he'd been held down. He can't pull his eyes away. He feels the sobs start deep within him, but by the time they bubble to the surface, he's managed to force them into something more like a whimper. He doesn't want Sam to hear, doesn't want him to wake up and do it again.
He thinks about running. Grabbing his gun and keys and making a run for the Impala. He could go to Bobby's. Bobby would hide him. He's afraid though. Sam could hurt Bobby. He's sure of it.
When Sam was holding him down, Dean knew he was strong enough to fight him off. Then suddenly he wasn't. It wasn't physical weakness though, it was something more. Something in his head.
Dean recognizes it for what it was and his stomach lurches.
It was Sam's power. He used his power on Dean. He gave his own brother a mental roofie.
Tears roll down Dean's cheeks as he suddenly realizes there is nowhere in this world he can run. Sam will find him every time.