Title -- Brother
Character(s) -- Sam, Dean
Category -- Angst/Family
Pairing(s) -- None
Spoilers -- Skin
Summary -- For days, he'll have fresh nightmares.
For days, he'll have fresh nightmares -- not of Jess, but of his own brother standing over him, his blood on his brother's hands. The swinging pool cue, the crazed green eyes, the familiar smirk at the kicks and punches.
He knows Dean knows about them, sees Dean watching him, but Dean never says anything, just lets him work it out and come to him.
When that doesn't work, Dean finally says, one day the next week, as he's driving, sitting behind the wheel of the Impala, without looking at Sam, You know I'd never hurt you, right?
Sam nodded slowly, still staring out the window. I know. Just...kinda scary, you know? It wasn't that it was you...it was that someone tried to use you against me. My own brother.
Well, I am your brother, Dean replied. And I'd never do that. Hey, I might kick your ass once in awhile, but I'd never hurt you like that, Sammy. Never.
Sam smiled slightly. I know.
That night, he sleeps without dreams.
End