Title: with a whimper
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun.
Warnings: spoilers for season two
Pairings: none
Rating: PG13
Wordcount: 535
Point of view: third
They catch him half a step north of the Rio Grande when Sam's been dead six days. He doesn't even try to run or fight.
Victor is disappointed. Two years, he's chased the fucker, and at the end, Winchester just… gives up.
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When he got the call, Victor couldn't believe it.
Sam Winchester's body, one bullet in the heart, unharmed but for that—left like trash on the northern rim of the Grand Canyon. Something was very wrong with the picture.
Victor couldn't figure it, at first. Half of the most wanted pair in the US, abandoned by the man who'd kill cities for him? Didn't make sense.
But then Gordon Walker, newly escaped from prison, turned himself in and confessed to the premeditated murder of one Sammy Winchester. Then he said the magic words: I can get you Dean.
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"They're supposed to—well, were supposed to meet up in Mexico City," Walker told Victor. "By now, though, Dean'll know somethin's wrong. Wouldn't surprise me if he already knows Sammy's dead."
He didn't sound remorseful at all and Victor had to know. "Why'd you do it?"
"Kid was damned unnatural," Walker answered, a fanatic light in his eyes. "The world's a better place now that he's gone."
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Walker gave them Winchester's last known location and from there the trail was easy. He wasn't even trying to mask his tracks. Victor knew from that that somehow Winchester had learned of his brother's death.
But he'd expected something more. A defiant last stand. Not the broken man who came silently and never met Victor's eyes.
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Winchester offers no defense, no argument. He sits quietly in the cell and at the table. Even when put on the stand and ordered by the judge, he never speaks.
He asks once to see Sam's body. Those five words are all he says for eight months.
-
People visit him in prison—Bobby Singer, Ellen Harvelle, Missouri Mosley. He never says a thing to them, either.
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Victor is the one that takes him to Sam. A dozen men, ex-SEALs and ex-SWAT, come with them.
Winchester looks at the body, touches Sam's hair. He says nothing. Victor misses the smart-ass he used to be.
Winchester spends ten minutes with Sam, just carding his hair, and then their time is up.
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Dean Winchester is a model prisoner. He never gets in fights or mouths off—in fact, he never speaks at all. He unnerves the other inmates so much that they leave him alone.
Victor keeps tabs on him, waiting. He's sure the man he chased will reappear, the minute eyes are off him.
But eight months after Sam's body was found, Dean Winchester turns up dead in his cell.
There isn't a thing wrong with him, beyond his heart not beating.
Victor is at a loss, so he goes to South Dakota and Bobby Singer.
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Singer nods when Victor tells him. "His year was up," the man says. "Stupid boy." But he says nothing else.
Singer is the one who claims the body, just like he took Sam's. "I'll see to it," he tells the authorities.
Victor just lets it go. He never understood the Winchesters, and he sees now he never will.