vampireifurita (vampireifurita) wrote,

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Fic title: Do You Want the Truth or Something Beautiful?

Author name: vampireifurita

Artist name: mulanreflection

Genre: Gen, Wincest

Pairing: Dean/Sam, some background Castiel/Sam, Castiel/Crowley

Rating: R

Word count: 26,732

Warnings: horror, disturbing imagery, violence

Summary: After Sam sacrificed himself to save the world; Dean had gone to Lisa just as he’d been asked. Things had been just fine until he started hearing music that no one else could hear and things just go downhill from there. With no one to turn to, bear witness to man lost at sea, in the throes of grief and unexplainable music that haunts him much like the memories of his brother.


~Come here, pretty please, can you tell me where I am?

 You, won’t you say something, I need to get my bearings.

 I’m lost and my shadows keep on changing.

And I’m haunted. ~

The crowded boulevard bothered him, but he pushed through the people. His eyes were set on a distant figure, striving to catch up to that distant, hulking figure. People bumped into him, cut him off but he kept pushing forward, determined to reach his goal. Music was echoing in his head, but he was trying his best to ignore it.

It had started about five blocks back. He wasn’t quite sure what had made him come to the city, but he had. Looking at all the grand architecture had done nothing for him, so after a few turns round downtown, he was ready to leave. That was, of course, until he caught sight of familiar shoulders a head above the crowd. He had pulled into what was probably the only open parking space in all of downtown, shoved some money in the meter and chased after what was probably a figment of his imagination.

Turn after turn, block after block he ran, hoping against all hope to catch up to that which he could never seize. Turning down an alley, he realized he had lost whoever he had been chasing. Sliding down the grimy brick wall, he buried his head in his hands, a small sob escaping his lips.

~I’m haunted by the promises I’ve made

And others I have broken

I’m haunted

By the lives that wove the web

Inside my haunted head. ~

“Hey buddy, you okay?” someone asked. Lifting his head, he turned to look at the speaker. Nodding his head, he slowly got back on his feet.

“Yeah, thanks, just a little lost is all,” he replied.

“Best not get lost down that way, for that way lies madness,” the stranger said before walking away. Frowning, he left the alley and tried to get his bearings. He wasn’t sure where he had left his baby, and while that made his insides twist within him, the fact that he had chased after someone who didn’t exist in this plane of existence bothered him more.

Navigating the downtown area was easier when he didn’t have to keep his eyes on some distant figure. It was easy to maneuver through the crowded sidewalks when he could look at exactly where he was going. He found his baby at the corner of Monroe and State, floored by the perfect positioning. If ever there were a perfect parking place, surely he had found it.

He slipped in the car and turned to look at his passenger.

“Dude, don’t do that. I was freaking out, trying to chase you down the streets. Next time you need to get out let me know, I’ll pull over and we can both go on whatever wild goose chase you have in mind,” he told the grinning man in the passenger seat. “Don’t give me that cheesy smile Sammy, I’m not so easily swayed.”

The giant in the seat beside him reached out and stroked a hand down his cheek. His touch was scalding but it felt like he could breathe for the first time in two months at the touch. He leaned into the light touch and those fingers burned him.

~I’ll always love you

I’ll always need you

I’ll always want you

And I will always miss you. ~

Blinking back to himself, he sees people staring at him from the sidewalk. Setting his jaw, he started the car. Screw them. They didn’t know anything. He wasn’t crazy, his brother was right… he looked at the empty passenger seat, and it dawned on him that it had all been in his head. His brother wasn’t with him; his Sammy was being torn apart by the devil himself, locked in a cage of bone and flame.

Quickly pulling out of his parking spot, he navigated his baby out of the city limits. Only when he had reached farm land did he slow down. Gently pulling her off to the side of the road, he placed her in park. His hand ran lovingly over her sleek insides, pausing as he reached the passenger seat. Phantom fingers wrapped around his, and a sob wracked his body. He bit his tongue, trying to keep the grief inside.

~You think I’ll cry?

I won’t cry.

My heart will break before I cry.

I will go mad. ~

Laughing as burning hands caressed his skin, he let his head thud onto the back of the seat. Strong fingers gripped his jaw, turning his face to look at that which haunted his every waking moment. Hazel eyes bored into his soul and soundless words passed through wide lips. He merely watched as those eyes started to glow, their color starting to burn away. Flashing blue lights interrupted his fantasy, taking him back to the side of the road, on a highway leading out of the city. There was no passenger beside him, and only the sound of the radio blasting filled his ears.

Tags: big bang '11, do you want the truth or something beaut, fanfiction, supernatural

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