Author's Note: I'm so sorry for the terribly long delay but I've had an awful Supernatural writer's block, no motivation, no time--the usual thing. So after a few long months, here is the continuation of The Eternity of His Failure. It's short, but it's essential to the plot.
Kill Sam Winchester, his only brother and only family left. No, Dean couldn't do it. He wouldn't. Castiel couldn't make him. No damn Angel could make him do anything! He was his own person and so help him he would not hurt a hair on his baby brother's head and that was final!
Though, there was nagging at him that maybe there was a larger purpose behind what Castiel was asking. Sam was the big boss demon king after all, right? What if killing him meant the end of the struggle for world domination between the Angels and demons?
No. He shouldn't be thinking thoughts such as that. There was no way in Hell he was going to do what Castiel said this time.
Dean opened his eyes and stretched his arms before getting up from his bed. For three days he had been feverish, hallucinating (he was convinced it was a hallucination, nothing more) Castiel the Angel. Sam had said that he was coming to get him. To take him somewhere comfortable where he could explain their future. Dean was okay with that as long as it meant that he got something to eat. From all of the throwing up, he hadn't eaten much and he was starving.
As if on cue, the door swung open to reveal a grinning Sam. For a moment Dean thought that it all had been a nightmare, just on a different theme than Hell. But then he saw how the guards outside the door stared at the back of Sam. Nope, not a bad dream.
"Dean," Sam came over, standing before him with an even broader smile, "How do you feel, bro?"
"Better," Dean admitted.
"Good," Sam answered, "That means I can take you home."
Dean suddenly felt like a just been house trained puppy, "Take me home?" he asked blankly.
"Yeah, home. Our home," Sam nodded excitedly, more excited than Dean had seen him in a long time, way before the time where his brother had been turning to the dark side.
"Okay, whatever you say" Dean answered warily, standing a bit shakily. Brother or not, he was still a demon and the real Sam Winchester knew there was no such thing as home.