Disclaimer: See first chapter

Warnings: Eh, a bit darker. A tag to Heart. A slight look at Dean's feelings.

Chapter Three: This is how the World Ends

He's never felt pain on so many different levels before.

"You tried. I know you tried."

Damn it all to hell because he should have the power to fix this. That's his job after all: to make everything okay.

"Please."

And all his shields, all his masks, all his armor can't stop the flinch and the tear when the gun goes off because it's all over now.

Sammy is gone.

"Sam?"

He's hunched over the body, his hand shaking around the gun, blood splattered on his shirt. He's staring at his hand, the finger still curled around the trigger.

"Sam?" Dean says again and watches his brother drop to his knees next to her body.

Sam can't speak. He's just killed her and just realized the weight of the promise he'd forced his brother to make.

Dean walks over, and gently takes the gun from Sam's hand and tucks it into his waistband. He ignores her body for as long as he can.

"We need to go." Sam whispers gruffly and gets to his feet. Dean grabs his arms when's he's on his feet and they stare at each other for a while. Dean wants him to see that goddamn tear, because maybe then he'll know that he feels it too. Dean feels the pain too.

"Do you…"

"We need to go, now." Sam insists and runs a hand across his face. Dean nods once.

"I'll take care of it."

They both know he means the body.

Halfway out of town, silence thick as the fog of the night, Dean pulls over to the shoulder. He turns off the car, ignoring Sam's quizzical gaze, and yanks open the door, falling out onto his graveling, onto his hands and knees. He then proceeds to puke all over the ground.

"Dean?" Sam asks worriedly, leaning over.

Dean grunts in return, shifts up to his knees and wipes off his mouth with his coat sleeve. "'M alright." He grunts again and shakily pulls himself back into the car.

Nothing else is said. Dean starts the car and they drive.

Neither one knows where to go.

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