The path was a winding and treacherous one, created from busted, leaking pipes, crushed lighting and fallen bodies, a leg here, a tuft of bloody hair and teeth further down.
Both so intent on locating their partner, focused on getting to him before his last breath, neither noticed the cries for help.
Or the flickering lamp light behind them.
'My leg...my feet...can somebody help?' Bo remained still beneath the mass of roof caved in on him, breaking at least one leg and both feet. He could feel nothing in them and didn't dare budge in case anything else avalanched on his body.
Tiny gleam of light.
Not one of hope but of sinister ideas and lifestyle.
Hand caressed his face.
His own shark grin on a rounder face.
'dear brother. I can help you...WE can, if you allow us.'
Bo reached his hands out.
And Bray clutched them.
Oh hell!' Seth halted, fast enough that Dean braked and fell over him.
The sight was a grim one, Roman about ten inches off the ground, metal rod through his side, the natiest most cruel version of a carousel horse.
'Hey.' he smiled, already turning white.
'Woah.' Each hand was grasped. Roman could feel it, his guys holding his hands, one on each side, both arguing during their panic. 'We should cut him free!'
'Fuck you and your stupid knife! Leave him still, it'll tear his insides if you move him.'
'I like my knife.' Dean pouted.
'Quit being a brat!' Seth hissed. 'We need...help...or to think...something, shit, I don't KNOW!'
'Guys.' Roman spoke very slowly because each word was choked back by a glob of blood. 'Let me say before I go...'
'You are NOT leaving!' Seth growled. 'What if I become a wimp? How about that?! This is to get me to admit I love you, right? Fine then. I love you! I love BOTH of you and now I'm pathetic.'
'Jealousy.'
'I've seen your lover. I'm not jealous whatsoever.'
Roman laughed the tiniest laugh, losing his breath. 'It was your mother. She knew all your life you are special, important, wonderful person and it bit her ass. That's why she tried to bring you down, she was jealous.'
'Yeah but-but you have to live! Dean has this dipshit idea for Halloween...'
'We're going as the Wyatts.' Dean commented. 'How easy is that? Blah blah, buzzards, blah blah, sheep.'
'And Leo can be Bo.' Seth offered. 'It's goofy enough, right?'
'I can be Bo-Bo?' Leo asked, peeking between fingers over his eyes. He hated bad things, Cupcake being ouched was VERY bad and it made him hide his eyes.
'Yeah...about Leo.' Roman coughed. 'Stop, or try to stop hating him. He needs love. If you can't stand him, seth, let Justin take care of him. At least he'll have somebody to speak his language.'
'I don't hate...and i'm not letting that effeminate pussy look after Leo.' Seth spat. 'He's part of our Family.'
'I'm happy you finally said it.'
'I'll say whatever you command, as long as you stay with us.'
It was raining on Roman, three sets of tears.
'Heyyyyyy, Dean, you really ARE a murderer, aren't you?'
dean shrugged. 'I put in effort.'
'Because damn, those gas clouds out of your ass after you eat omelets are KILLER, man.'
Dean grinned. 'Thanks.'
'And the pink hair was really fucking cool.'
'Nice you noticed.'
'Hey, Cheese?'
'I'm not saying goodbye!' Seth objected.
'Taj the Destroyer was such a stupid fucking name, man.'
'Great compliment, LEAKEE.' Seth answered with sarcasm, not enough to cover the sorrow.
'and Leo, you behave...well, do your best to, and hey, we'll see each other again, okay?'
'Panda has to stay!' Leo held on to his lover. 'Leo wants him to.'
'Oh I'm a panda now?'
'Football Panda.'
'I like that name.' Roman closed his eyes. 'And I love you three, there's nobody better.'
'Hey wait...stop it!' Seth blurted. The hand in his grew cold.
'yeah, fucking stop this shit, Romes, it's not funny.' Dean frowned.
Leo held on harder, tighter as the body turned to ice, chilly and still.
'Cupcake? CUPCAKE?!'
The lights went out above them.
Cries in the dark.
A trio.
