Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters or anything you recongize from the SPN show.

A.N: Again I want to say that since Dean is depressed, he is not acting like his normal self, ergo he is saying things he doesn't mean.

Summary: Tag to 5x14- My Bloody Valentine. How was he going to fix Sam when he couldn't even fix himself? Sequel to fanfic: From Laughter to Desperation. Major DepressiveDean, AngstLimp Sam, SupportativeCastiel N Bobby

Chapter 5: Explosion of Anger Overtaking

"Do you honestly believe I'm that stupid?" Dean cried in response.

Castiel read beyond Dean's mere words and looked grave. He spoke, "It has passed your mind of late, when your soul was weary."

Dean growled, "I cannot believe that we are having this conversation!"

Both Castiel and Bobby could hear that Dean didn't give a straight answer.

And that worried them.

"I thought so Dean. I know your father, taught you ill habits, but now is not the time to push everything away and deal with it by yourself. Think of your brother", Bobby said.

"Sam will be fine", Dean muttered, running his hand down his face. His back was still turned from Bobby and Castiel. He had to convince himself, his brother would be okay, so he could deal with himself.

"Are you freaking kidding me? Where have you been the last week? Sam is drowning like you. He thinks you are mad at him", Bobby near yelled. He was sick of this trip that Dean has been going on. It's so unlike him.

Dean sighed, deflating slightly. "Bobby, don't start….."

"I can't believe this", now Bobby was yelling, "Here you are seriously standing there and not having a response to your brother drowning? Are you off in your own world, picking flowers or something? What?"

Dean turned back eyes blazing. The fury that disappeared a moment ago came flying back. "Don't you dare say that to me, Bobby! You have no idea what I'm going through, right now. Of course I'm not mad at Sam."

"Well, you sure act like it", Bobby snapped back.

"I have my own issues to deal with. I'm trying. I've tried. I'm tired, Bobby. Don't you people get that? I'm freaking tired!!"

"I understand that Dean, but giving up is not the way", Castiel interjected.

"Who the heck said anything about giving up?" Dean asked.

"You are giving up on your brother, and you are giving up on yourself." Bobby said.

"I haven't given up on Sam."

Castiel and Bobby were aware he said nothing about himself. They'd deal with that shortly.

"Then start acting like it, boy!! He has been though just as much as you if not more and he needs his brother."

"He has the two of you as well." Dean scoffed.

"And that is swell, but ultimately it's you he needs, or have you forgotten about that?" Bobby yelled.

"It's amazing how it's always about him, all the time. The few times I need to myself to get myself together it always comes back to me not helping him!! How the heck am I always the bad guy?" Anger was speaking for Dean now.

"We are trying to help you, you idjit. We've been trying all week and yet you still clam up and then make matters worse you send the wrong message to Sam!"

"What message is that?"

"That you are mad at him, I said that already Dean."

"I'm not mad at him! How is it always about me being mad at him? He always guilt trip over the stupidest things!" Dean yelled.

"Then stop acting like you are mad. You know how your brother is. He wants to make sure you are okay and since you aren't and he knows you aren't he is dealing with it the only way he knows how. You know this better than I do."

"Sam needs to get it through his freaking head that it's not all about him. He doesn't have to shoulder this burden all by himself!"

"Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?! Aren't you doing the same thing? Trying to shoulder this burden by yourself instead of allowing your friends and family to help. Family don't end with blood boy, haven't I said this before?" Bobby hissed. He would throttle the man if he could.

"Bobby, man, you are getting on my nerves", Dean growled a warning.

"I'm just now getting on your nerves? Boy, let me tell you something, you've been on my nerves. I lost my nerves back at that last turn", Bobby growled back.

"We need to reset our priorities and regroup", Castiel said finding it relatively safe to inject into the conversation once more since the two stop yelling for the time being.

"No, Castiel. What we need is for two people to stop meddling in our affairs", Dean growled at Castiel.

"It's amazing how it's all of a sudden "our affairs" once again", Bobby said doing quoting fingers, exchanging a glance with Castiel.

"You know nothing, Castiel know nothing and Sam know zip as well!", Dean voice was steadily rising. "All of you need to quit bothering me!! I just want to be left alone!! So what if, I can't be strong every freaking day of the freaking year!! Everyone keeps looking at me like I've got it together all the time. This world doesn't need me and Sam sure don't need me! He doesn't need a freaking dead brother!"

"What are you saying?" came a whispered voice.

The trio in the kitchen all turned to face the voice. Sam was leaning in the doorway, looking a little worse for wear.

TBC.....

A.N: Uh-oh, Sam has caught what he probably shouldn't have caught.

Dean is scaring me in this chapter, I don' t know about you guys......and to think it's not over. :( Apparently, Dean is cracking, and it isn't good. I figured Dean is entitled to some cracking and angst at this point in time.

Stick with me, and trust me it'll get better...........