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(Three Days Later)
A small crowd of five gathered around the casket. Five people….John, Sam, Jess, Missouri and a priest. Dean had helped so many people…saved so many lives and only four recognized him.
He didn't deserve this. Dean deserved a crowd of hundreds. This thought caused Sam's tears to amplify. The priest droned on about moving on to heaven and living with the angels.
What did some stupid priest know. In less than an hour he would go back to his normal life and forget that any of this had ever happened. It would just be another funeral to him, but to Sam this was final.
Time crawled slowly and seemed to stop entirely. He couldn't tear his eyes from the wooden case before him that held the last remnants of his older brother.
He felt Jess' arm clinging to his and he knew he and his father were leaning on each other but other than that he was unaware of his surroundings.
The priest's voice ceased and he watched the casket as it was lowered towards the ground. Thunder erupted nearby and rain began to pour from the dark sky. He wanted nothing more than to hurl himself into the ground with Dean and disappear.
He was vaguely aware of Jess pulling him away towards the car and of Missouri doing the same to his father but he couldn't look away from Dean's tomb. Soon it had disappeared completely from sight and Sam completely broke down.
His knees buckled and he fell to the muddy ground as sobs consumed him. His body shivered from the icy rain soaking through his suit but his heart was numb.
His older brother wasn't coming back. They'd never argue or laugh. He'd never hear Dean joke about something stupid or make fun of him when he actually studied. He hadn't been there when his brother needed him and he would never get to change that.
He knew that he could have stopped Dean from committing suicide if he had just been there. If he'd just called to check in and say 'I love you man'
Maybe his brother would still be alive. There was no maybe about it, Dean would be living and breathing.
All of this was his fault…he'd practically killed his brother. Maybe he didn't pull the trigger but he had obviously added to Dean's emotions.
His brother didn't deserve this. Somewhere in the back of Sam's mind, he wished that this had been him instead of Dean.
Kinda short right? I just had to get the funeral scene done and I wanted to end it there. The next chapter is the final one and it will be up within the next few days.