A Good Life Makes an Easy Death

by MassimoTostato

Drabble fic! Reborn died but it's not the end of his life, not really. He wakes up to see the ceiling of the Vongola mansion and a man dressed in black, "You can call me Death." He's given a choice, go to hell and become a demon, or be reborn and take care of some things. Of course he chooses the latter. Reborn-is-Dean fic, Destiel, little khr universe involved but flames for Dean

13. Chapter 13

Sam's pov

It didn't happen often.

Most times it happened was when he was injured and their dad wasn't around to take care of it. Those times are when he saw Dean look worried and angry.

Those were the times he saw the yellow flames that seemed to come from inside Dean. Those were the times he felt that Dean could really protect him because when those yellow flames appeared, he always felt better.

They always reminded him of a warm summer day where everything was carefree.

He just never understood why no one else seemed to see them.

But they were surrounding Dean now and he was sure that the woman who was digging her fingers into his chest was going to die, or, well, whatever ghost do.

With the flame coated bullet making her disappear, he was able to lean up and ram the car into the old house.

Dean ran in behind and helped him out of the car, moments before a desk slammed into their legs, pinning them there.

The flames around his brother seemed to burn brighter as he glared at the woman and he couldn't help but wonder if she was going to burst into flames.

"Mommy, you've come home..."

Now, seeing flames around his brother was weird, but seeing a ghost getting drug through the floor by her own children and seemingly melting out of existence? That was weirder.

But it was their job, and they've seen weirder.