Chapter Four - Light
I watched the light go out of her eyes.
Heard the soft gasp as she settled down to die.
Death is never peaceful, never gentle.
The good sleep never comes.
Not when youth and passion are stolen by a killer.
She turned cold, like me.
The silence stretching out as her breath stilled.
The red from her wound soiling her shirt.
Evidence of what I'd done.
The mark of my justice.
I'd steeled my heart to what needed doing.
And yet, witnessing it, causing it…
It left a chill…
A scar.
A spot on my soul that nothing could ease.
The End
bjxmas
October 2011
All standard disclaimers apply.
This is the true tragedy of the episode, that even though Dean can totally justify the kill, she is dead and he is further damaged as a result. Dean, you can't continue down this path, stuffing all your feelings into that lead box. Denial is a bitch; eventually she will rise up and threaten to take you down. There are no winners here, except that unnamed victim from the future who will never know what was sacrificed to save them. Never even know they needed saving.
My heart breaks for you, Dean!
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