Breaking The Wings of Dragonflies
Summary: A rough school, an angry gang, and violent retribution leave Dean broken. Can his family find a way to bring him back from his dark world? Hurt/angst Dean and Sam.
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CHAPTER ONE | Printable Version | Review
A cop. The last resort. Isn't that ironic? Dean wanted to laugh. I'm standing here as my last resort, and the last resort shows up.
CHAPTER TWO | Printable Version | Review
"Couldn't we go to Pastor Jim's for awhile?" Dean asked hopefully and saw the same hope in his little brother's eyes. They went to school there whenever they stayed for any length of time at Pastor Jim's and were always greeted warmly by their schoolmates. Dean was an outsider there and knew it, but at least it was familiar and he didn't have to prove himself to anyone.
CHAPTER THREE | Printable Version | Review
"Yeah. I think
you have a bit of Tasmanian Devil in you, kid," Darling said.
CHAPTER FOUR | Printable Version | Review
"Sam… !" Dean said sternly, "Don't talk about Dad like that. He's doing his best."
CHAPTER FIVE | Printable Version | Review
Dean focused on the wall and tried to ignore the touch of the stranger. If he weren't restrained, it would be easier. Hell, Dean thought, if I weren't restrained, I be out of this ambulance so freaking fast the cop would call me the Road Runner instead of Taz.
CHAPTER SIX | Printable Version | Review
"You shouldn't have come to school today," she paused and admitted reluctantly, "probably not ever again. People who stand up to him disappear."
CHAPTER SEVEN | Printable Version | Review
Taz said he was broken, said he'd been left in the hospital, his stability taken away. His stability that was probably his brother, Sammy. Taz felt he'd been abandoned. A distraught father, doing what had probably been the hardest thing he'd ever done, had taken Taz to a psychiatric hospital for help.
CHAPTER EIGHT | Printable Version | Review
He rushed into the bedroom, into the bathroom, even looked in the closet because sometimes Dean could be such a jerk and he liked to jump out and scare the bejeezus out of Sammy and then Sammy would hit him or throw something at him or wrestle with him or-or-or ... oh, God. No. Sam felt his breath hitch as the tears tried to leak out.
Dean wasn't there.
CHAPTER NINE | Printable Version | Review
"Please, my brother's really hurt. I'll come back and pay you. I promise. You can hold my watch until I do."
CHAPTER TEN | Printable Version | Review
"You're scared and confused. That's all." Darling hoped it might reassure Taz but doubted that it would. If his family couldn't reach him, what chance did Darling have? Still, who knew? Strangers were sometimes easier to talk to.
CHAPTER ELEVEN | Printable Version | Review
Darling could hear the grief in John's voice and wanted to believe it was genuine. "He thinks he was abandoned."
John choked back his emotions but his voice was still thick with them. "I'd never abandon him. We just couldn't help him anymore. He has occasional violent episodes and he had one when we were in a store."
CHAPTER TWELVE | Printable Version | Review
"You're going to be okay," Sam said firmly. "Do you hear me? You're Captain One Helluva Big Brother and you're going to be fine."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN | Printable Version | Review
"I didn't know what to do," Sam cried. "He wanted to come home. He didn't want to go to the hospital. He begged me to bring him home. I shouldn't have, but I didn't make him go. I should have made him go. He's really bad, Pastor Jim, he's really bad. Dad, I can't get a hold of Dad and so I called you..." The words poured from Sam in a panicked jumble.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN | Printable Version | Review
"Yeah. It's no wonder the kid's so screwed up. Any trigger and he's back there, being tortured again."
CHAPTER FIFTEEN | Printable Version | Review
His boy fought them with everything he had or he wouldn't be in the hospital in critical condition and...and... maybe not living through another day, another hour, another minute.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN | Printable Version | Review
Watching Sam shrink away from him, John realized with alarm that his son was afraid of him.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN | Printable Version | Review
Both his boys had tried to tell him and he just hadn't listened; he'd been too obsessed with trying to get enough money to get them out of the god-awful town. "I didn't understand," John finally said.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN | Printable Version | Review
"Dad didn't give me any of these scars, Doc. If he ever tried to abuse me or Sammy, I wouldn't have stuck around, and I sure as hell wouldn't have left my little brother with him."
CHAPTER NINETEEN | Printable Version | Review
"A gang, like the Crips or Bloods?" Boone asked with a raised eyebrow. It was really the last thing he'd expected to hear.
CHAPTER TWENTY | Printable Version | Review
"Dean's afraid of his name," Sam blurted out.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE | Printable Version | Review
"Be very careful, Jonathan," the pastor cautioned. "We'll keep an eye out for your arrival so we can cover you, but watch yourself."
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO | Printable Version | Review
He wanted nothing more than to rush forward and embrace his lost son in his arms but reluctantly admitted to himself that Dean would not react well to that, so he stayed by the door.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE | Printable Version | Review
Pulling his hand free of Sam's, Dean reached up, brushing Sam's hair out of his face. He murmured softly, "Guess you aren't so young anymore, huh?"
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR | Printable Version | Review | coming soon