Prompt: Coffee
Prompter: none
Spoilers: up through season 5, coda to 5x21
Rating: T for language, dark themes
6. Coffee
It was too early in the morning to really tell, but Dean thought he saw his brother in his kitchen.
Of course, that was impossible. Sam was... gone. He wasn't coming back. He paid the ultimate sacrifice and wasn't exactly coming bouncing back from a jump like that. It hurt like hell - well, worse than the Pit - to wake up and not see his brother in the next bed over. Or bringing in a cup of dark liquid and half-dozen packets of non-dairy creamer to go with his coffee.
He stepped through Lisa's kitchen – as he had taken to staying at her house since that day a month ago – and started the coffee pot. He hadn't really done anything here since that night, except start the damn coffee every morning.
And even doing that was more than he wanted to do.
No, what he really wanted to do was end it all. Drive off a cliff in his beloved black Chevy or use his Colt M1911 handgun on his forehead. Though, he knew reasonably, that ganking himself would only result in hurting more people.
More people he made promises to.