Category: John, Sam Dean (Gen, Drabbles)
Summary: 3x100 drabbles on “Failures” for supernatural100.
Mary waited outside the door when John came home Thursday night. She looked unhappy, and that always made him quiet.
“Everything okay?” he asked.
“I burned dinner,” she sighed. From the smell clinging to her hair and clothes as he held her, she’d done a pretty good job of it too.
“It’s all right, sweetheart. Let me just go inside a minute.” He returned with a blanket and some beer.
“We’ll get hamburgers and have a picnic instead.”
She smiled at him like he was some kind of hero. But he was the lucky one, and he'd never forget it.
Failure is not an option.
You keep on going until you die, keep on fighting until the end. Never turn your back on the enemy. Stand strong. Hold the line.
These lessons helped John survive. But they have changed now that he’s the commander, not the infantry.
Know when to cut your losses if the battle cannot be won. Show no mercy for inhuman enemies—there’s no Geneva Convention among demons and the dead.
Never leave a man behind still stands. It is the foundation of every soldier.
But failure is not an option. It never was. It never is.
Consequences (post-“Devil’s Trap”)
John felt it leave, draining heavily from his body. He could think again-- he was running the show. The encore looked like a hospital trip for Dean, for the damage done by John’s hands and borrowed will.
So much guilt—yet Dean always forgave him, always. This time, forgiveness came too soon to keep them safe.
The sounds of crushing metal and splintering glass swept by quickly and were buried in pain. Crushed, broken, bleary, John’s thoughts drifted down to darkness.
Should’ve killed me. He’d told them, and he meant it. His sons’ loyalty might be their downfall after all.
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