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Dean Winchester is freaking awesome ([info]savedfromhell) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2015-04-07 12:55:00
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Who: Dean Winchester
What: Switching it off
When: Nowish
Where: His Apartment
Warnings: None as yet
Status: Complete/Narrative

Dean was not coping with becoming a hybrid. It heightened his anger at the world. His irritation at the things he couldn't change. And, worse of all, it heightened his guilt. Sure, it came with a bunch of awesome super powers. But, he was finding the emotions hard to control. It wasn't something he ever did well. He squashed them down, most of the time. Pretended they weren't there. Sam was the touchy feely one. The one who was actually in touch with his emotions. But, Dean. No way, that was chick stuff. He needed to be the strong one. Look after Sammy, always about looking after Sammy.

But, ultimately, he couldn't cope with this anymore. He was drowning in his guilt, and regret. The resposibility of getting Sam back into the life. The responsibility of every person he ever failed, or gotten killed, just by being Dean Winchester. And he couldn't take it. Hayley had said get a handle on it. But, he couldn't. And, he was just too damned angry at himself. But, he could feel it. THere was something at the back of his head, and he knew if he just pressed it, all the guilt would go away. He;d been resisting the urge, unsure of what would happen if he did it. But, he couldn't handle feeling like this anymore.

Closing his eyes, he did it. He flipped that switch at the back of his head. He didn't understand what he'd done. But, he automatically felt better. No more guilt, no more regret, fear, anger. All gone. He opened his eyes, and looked around his room. No more reponsibilities. He grinned, widely. Now it was time for some fun.


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