Dean Winchester Nightmare/ OPEN STARTER
Sam was dead. He couldn’t breathe. Dean couldn’t think. Dean could barely move. This was his fault. He should’ve been better. He should’ve protected him. He should’ve been stronger. This wasn’t happening. This just wasn’t happening. He couldn’t be gone. Not Sam, anyone but Sam. He should’ve died instead.
‘‘You failed me Dean.’‘
He could hear John’s voice in his head. Saying he’d failed him over and over and over and over again. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think. He couldn’t work out. This was just his fault. Every bad thing that happened to Sammy was his fault.
‘‘I..I’m sorry..’‘ He felt his voice break a little bit as tears began going down his cheeks.
‘‘YOU’RE SORRY? oH, YOU’RE SORRY, SORRY WON’T BRING HIM BACK!’‘
Dean wobbled once more, going over to Sam’s body and bringing him in to his chest.
‘‘Please.. wake up, don’t leave me. I need you.’‘
As more tears ran down his face he closed his eyes, and that was when Dean Winchester awoke from his nightmare, completely drenched in sweat. A scream having left his lips.












