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Tweak says, "Mr Crossbow is not your friend"

Tobias Danvers (of_letters) wrote in lost_world,
@ 2014-04-20 18:53:00

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dean winchester, rob winchester, sam winchester

To tell the truth (Sam, Dean)
Rob sighed as he set the phone down. It was finally time, and he had no idea how this would go down - he didn't see it going all that well. He tapped at the phone's face, avoiding waking it up or making it do anything.

He'd called Mary and Jo, but both seemed okay with it just being Sam. Rob would have preferred not doing this; he didn't want to be the grown up. He didn't want to say anything, but they were all right - Rob did need to tell the last of the Winchesters the truth. He took a deep breath and glanced at the clock.

Sam had set up the meeting. Sam would be there for all of this. Rob stood up with a soft sigh, and he started toward Sam's room where this would all happen. He had suggested finding somewhere a little more neutral, but he wasn't sure where that might be, not in the new city anyway.

A few minutes later, he knocked on Sam's door, hoping he was there before Dean.

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of_little_faith
2014-04-23 03:47 am UTC (link)

This time, he did sort of snarl. The way Dean's lips moved back over his teeth was far from friendly.

This snot nosed little brat existed because he and Sam had started to do things LIKE take human lives. And it wasn't like he'd done it arbitrarily. The woman who had taken Mary was a serial killer.

Dean considered that just as much monster, if not more, than a lot of the things he spent his life chasing and putting down.

"You," he said, "Don't know the HALF of what I've been through and how I decided that. Be disappointed all you want. You don't know me, and you never have. All I am to you is, is what? Some stories and a picture in a frame?" He snorted, and pointed at Sam. "He doesn't know me either. Because he wasn't fucking here, or because he went missing from York, or because one of us was in Hell, and the other one wasn't."

Dean managed not to ask Rob if he'd been to Hell. It was tempting. Maybe his jackass nephew forgot the part of the story where Dean was tortured and broke. Why anyone expected him to be a moral paragon was completely mind-blowing to Dean. He wasn't the posterchild for anything, except how to constantly get used by angels and make bad decisions. Why this kid didn't know that was beyond him, too.

He shook his head.

"My kids dropped out of the goddamn sky and told me that angels sent them to the past to help me and Jo. Ellen tried to keep who she was from me and it didn't take me that long to figure it out. And it has been a hell of a mindfuck, but both of my daughters are now my family. I'm really sorry you think that nobody would accept you. Maybe your world is different."

He glared.

"We take care of each other here. And I really have a problem with you not even giving me the fucking chance."

The tone was getting quieter, but the indignance was still there. "I don't see eye to eye with Sam. Like, ever. Or Jo. Or Bobby. But that doesn't mean they're not my family. I don't know what this choice crap has to do with it."

He turned his back to Rob and locked eyes with Sam. "There had better be more beer."

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wayward_soldier
2014-04-24 03:44 am UTC (link)

When Dean's voice rose a bit, Sam stepped in between the two men. Even though they were far enough away that they were outside of punching distance. It was instinct as much as anything, and he'd put himself between the two of them for both their protection. He didn't respond to Dean's jibe about how he hadn't been around for the last few years. He hadn't had much choice in that, and he was just as angry with himself for missing out as anyone. He didn't know about the situation that Rob was referring to, and he didn't think that now was the time to ask. Neither Winchester brother had their hands clean at this point. Hunting had stopped being black and white a long time ago, and there were a lot of things that Sam regretted about that, but the blood was on both their hands by this point.

He nodded to Dean.

"Yeah, there's more beer. Help yourself."

Then he turned his attention to Rob.

"None of us are ever going to simply choose between you two," he said softly. "That's not how this family works."

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of_letters
2014-04-25 12:20 am UTC (link)

Rob's jaw tightened as he got lectured about family, about giving people a chance.

"I guess you're both forgetting the other thing this family likes to do to each other. We're damn good at lying. To each other and ourselves." He knew he could fall prey to that vice.

"We're also damn good at making bad choices. I know how you two would part ways, and yeah, you always came back to each other.." Just in case either of them decided to butt in. "But, it wasn't ever the same. Distrust, anger, disgust, pain - holding a grudge is a Winchester past time."

Rob sighed. "Giving you a chance or breaking your heart? Sam wasn't even around, and I thought what they didn't know wouldn't kill them a little inside. What you didn't know wouldn't hurt you, you, Jo, Mary, Sam. Would think you'd both understand that too."

He might have lectured Mary about it, or made a comment anyway, and he would give hate himself for it later. Yet, he looked at the door.

"I'm going to go. And, you don't have to worry about saving my ass, or looking me up for my birthday." He looked at Sam. "I've looked after myself before; I'm fine with doing it now. My parents taught me how."

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of_little_faith
2014-04-25 02:55 am UTC (link)

Dean did help himself. He grabbed and opened another beer while Sam told Rob about how family worked.

What the hell kind of worlds had everybody come from, anyway? Sam came from a place where it was okay to just be possessed by an angel, and this one? He came from a place where apparently he was so scared of being thrown away that he didn't even TRY to tell his family who he was?

Fuck everybody else's worlds, Dean thought. His was clearly one of the least insane. Jesus Christ.

The more Rob talked, though, the more he pissed Dean off. All Dean had done was tell him he'd have appreciated knowing sooner, since Rob had been around for several worlds now. Sure, he might've done that gruffly, but that's who he was.

He was right about one thing, though.

Grudges.

And what did Rob think would happen here based on all of this? What did he think he'd done, other than build a great case for Dean actually having a problem with him? It was a self-fulfilling prophecy at this point.

"Kid," Dean began, "you're talking to both of us like we've never been through shit like this before." His voice was calm. "That's insulting. Understanding has nothing to do with it. You know all the stories no matter what version of reality you're from, so how well has any of us withholding information from the family EVER gone well?"

He looked at Rob for an answer.

It hadn't.

John didn't tell them about their mom. That she was the hunter. He didn't tell Sam that he thought he was dangerous, and instead laid that on Dean as he said his goodbyes. Dean didn't tell Sam he sold his soul. Sam didn't tell Dean about Ruby... it all just kept fucking going.

"You're definitely a Winchester if you're pulling that bullshit. You wanna throw a tantrum and walk out of here, be my guest."

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wayward_soldier
2014-04-28 02:54 am UTC (link)

Sam had to wonder just how badly he'd dropped the ball for Rob to be this disillusioned about their family. They weren't perfect, and he was right that lying seemed to be an issue on all sides. But they'd also learned the hard way that they were stronger when they were together. Stronger when they were honest with each other. So maybe they'd learned that lesson more than once, but still. He would have hoped that if he had a son, he wouldn't repeat the mistakes that their dad had made. But it seemed like he'd gone and screwed Rob up all the same. It didn't matter if it was a different world. It was still a failure that Sam felt the weight of.

"Rob. Maybe you can look after yourself, but that doesn't mean that you're going to. You might not ask, but you can bet that I'll do whatever it takes to be there to save you if it's needed."

He didn't expect Rob to stay to hear any more, but he had to at least make that part known. He wasn't going to just turn his back on his son.

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of_letters
2014-04-28 03:10 am UTC (link)

"I know." Rob gave Sam a slight smile. "Him too?" He motioned to the uncle he didn't exactly have. "Mary, Jo, all of them I'm sure. It's what we do.

"I'm letting you know that I'm okay if you don't." Rob patted Sam's shoulder. He wasn't angry; he wasn't even mad with Dean. He didn't have any reason to be, not exactly. Though Dean's getting upset with him for doing exactly what either of the older Winchesters might do. They did have a point, but...

"I'll see you round. You have my number if you need anything." Perhaps he was saying this to both of them, perhaps only to the man who was genetically his father.

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of_little_faith
2014-04-29 12:59 am UTC (link)

Dean didn't say anything else until Rob left. Mainly because he'd said everything he needed to to the kid, and anything that he had to say to Sam wasn't something Rob needed to hear.

Rob hadn't done what Dean would've, actually. There was a time when yeah, maybe. But not after what he'd been through with Ellen and Mary and Jo. And probably not after Sam'd gone to the box, either. He might not like the idea of Rob being Sam and Jo's kid but that didn't really matter. He hadn't like Adam much either.

Once Rob was gone, Dean looked at his brother and arched both eyebrows.

"I think after that, the only real possible reaction is getting white-girl wasted on these. Are... is there berry in this beer?" He made a face. Berries didn't belong in beer.

He had to lighten the mood or he was going to break a lamp.

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wayward_soldier
2014-04-29 10:12 pm UTC (link)

Sam wasn't sure if he was expecting things to get better or worse once Rob was out the door. He eyed Dean cautiously and shrugged at the question.

"It was whatever I could get from room service. Wasn't too sure what beer brands they had here."

He took a beer for himself and settled into one of the chairs at the table.

"So on a scale of one to ten, how mad are you?"

Dean might want to change the subject and drink away the problem, but Sam knew all too well that it would still be there in the morning if they did that. Talking it out or yelling it out usually seemed more cathartic than trying to shove it under a rug.

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	of_little_faith 2014-05-05 12:17 am UTC (link)
	Dean raised both eyebrows and tilted his head, beginning to pace slightly. "I have no frigging clue." He sat opposite Sam. "Who am I supposed to be mad at? Rob? You? Jo? The place Rob came from?" He paused. "You don't have feelings for Jo that I need to know about, do you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

wayward_soldier
2014-05-05 02:33 am UTC (link)

Sam actually laughed out loud at that question, before he realized that it very well could be serious. His laughter faded and he did his best not to make a face as he shook his head emphatically.

"No. That would just be... I mean, she's more like a sister at this point."

And if Mary's future came true, eventually Jo would be his sister in a more legal way. Though he didn't know how any of that future was affected now that they were all in the midst of an alien abduction with no clear end in sight. But none of that really had any bearing on the fact that he saw Jo as more of a sisterly type than anything along the lines of what Rob described.

Sam took another pull from his beer and watched as Dean paced.

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