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Take Me, Break Me
Title: Take Me, Break Me
Author: windout
Pairing: N/A
Rating: PG for mild cussing
Word Count: 428
Genre: Angst
Warning: Spoilers for "All Hell Breaks Lose Pt. 1" with mentions of Wee!chesters thrown in for flavour.
Summary: Dean's thoughts as he holds his baby brother.



Oh Sammy, Sammy, it’s not that bad, really. Just a little blood, a little knife wound. I know it hurts, but you’re gonna be okay, Sammy. I promise. C’mon, dude, you’ve fought worse; I’ve seen you. You can just about escape anything, can’t you? Sammy, it’s not bad, really. It’s like…it’s like that time you were four; do you remember? Dad was out getting rock salt and it was just you and me? I dared you to climb up on the counter and stuff five Oreos in your mouth at once because I was bored. And you did it, Sammy, you really did climb up on that damn counter because I told you to. I had to open the Oreos for you; they were supposed to be for dessert ‘cause we hadn’t cookies in ages. And you just shoved ‘em in your mouth like they were nothing, Sammy. Just because I asked.

‘Course, then you started choking, but you were still high up on the counter and I couldn’t quite reach you. I had to climb up on the chair…I was so scared, Sammy, I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if I was supposed to hit you or squeeze you or give you water or what, but I was terrified, Sammy. I thought you were gonna die right there because I was being an ass. I didn’t quite think in those exact terms, but the feeling was there. Oh Sammy, when Dad ever came in and saw you coughing and turning blue, I thought he was gonna burst.

He picked you up like you were a rag doll, Sammy, just flung you up against his chest and smacked you on the back twice. You pretty much coated him in cookie crumbs, but you were okay. You coughed a little bit, but you were okay. You were a lot closer to dying then than you are now and you pulled through. Dammit, Sammy, you pulled through!

I bet you miss Dad too, Sammy. If he were here now, he’d know what to do. Maybe not as simple as picking you up and smacking you a couple a times, but you’d cooperate for him, wouldn’t you? Even if you hated his guts, you wouldn’t be drifting off like this, like you’re just gonna give up. Don’t you do this, Sammy! Just ‘cause I don’t know how to save you doesn’t mean you’re allowed to die! It’s a knife wound, Sammy, a knife wound! Sam!

Dammit, Dad, why aren’t you here to help us?

Sammy!

Dad!

Sammy!

“Sam!”



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