Title: Sweetest Goodbye
Author: BlazeorFade
Rating: T
Summary: Pre-series. Dean drops Sam off at the bus station.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except this laptop.
Dean was waiting on the porch while his brother and his father waged a verbal war against each other. He listened as they said things that would leave scars for years to come. And all because of one envelope. An acceptance letter that gave Sammy the out he'd always wanted. The door was thrown open behind him and he tensed waiting for the war to follow Sam outside as he stomped down the porch steps.
"If you walk out now, don't ever come back." Dad said in the doorway. Dean froze at those words.
"Who said I wanted to, John?" Sam called back holding onto a duffel bag filled with his few belongings. Their father slammed the front door so hard it shook the door frame that was already on its last leg.
Sam stood there for a few seconds breathing hard, staring at nothing. He cursed and walked back to the porch throwing his bag on the ground, taking a seat on the step below Dean.
"I just want to go to school, is that so bad?" Sam asked him dropping his head into his hands. Dean didn't have an answer. He wanted shout 'Yes, it is' or 'Don't leave me'. But he just waited silently for his brother to vent. Because Sammy needed Dean to listen and Dean always gave Sammy anything he needed.
"Just because I don't want this fucked up life anymore, I'm a bad son." Sam said heatedly. He clenched his fists and looked up, straight ahead into the early evening light.
'You're not. He's wrong. Please don't go.' Dean thought keeping his face impassive, nodding along in a show of sympathy and understanding, neither of which he possessed.
"You need a ride?" Dean asked when Sam stopped to catch his breath. Sam looked at him, as if surprised to see him still sitting there.
"Um yeah, sure. Thanks." Sam said. Dean nodded and stood up walking ahead to the Impala, knowing Sam would follow him.
Dean turned up the radio so loud his ears hurt but it kept Sam from verbally bashing everything Dean held dear, the hunt, their father, their whole lives. It kept his thoughts from screaming at him to try something anything to get his brother to stay. There were so many things he wanted to say, needed to say. He knew he shouldn't leave things this way. But he didn't have the words and Sam didn't had no idea what was happening to him inside.
They pulled up to the bus station, the music cut off abruptly as Dean turned off the ignition. They brother's sat in silence.
"I'm not leaving you." Sam said so softly Dean thought it might be his imagination. He looked at Sam hesitantly. Sam was looking at him with a sad look that made Dean think maybe, maybe he'd heard correctly.
"I'm leaving him. I'm leaving this." Sam said a little loud gesturing at everything around them.
"This is what I am Sam." Dean said shaking his head. Sam nodded his head in that jerky motion that meant he was angry all over again.
'Too fucking bad.' Dean thought bitterly.
"I've gotta go. My bus." Sam said breaking the tense silence.
"Good luck Sam." Dean said quietly as Sam reached for the car door handle. Sam paused and looked back at Dean offering him a small smile.
"You too Dean." Sam replied and Dean saw his brother's eyes were moist, his expression strained and a little afraid.
Sam opened the door, collected his things and with one final wave he walked into the bus depot without looking back.
Dean swallowed watching him leave. His cheeks were wet with the a few tears that managed to escape. Turning the car on and throwing it into gear Dean pulled away from the bus depot intent on finding the nearest bar before he resigned himself to going to back him to the now half empty bedroom.
"Goodbye Sam."
AN: I couldn't bring myself to work on my Hunters story today. Too angsty. My older brother is leaving tomorrow for Georgia to start Basic Training. So that might be where this piece came from and well…yeah that's that. Anyway feedback would be most welcome. Thanks.