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Just Cause, Part 3/3, PG-13, Dean, Sam, GEN

Title: Just Cause
Show: Supernatural
Author: gaelicspirit
Genre: GEN
Characters:Dean, Sam
Rating:PG-13 for language
Spoilers:Season 3. The majority is set after 3.12, Jus In Bello. But there are spoilers for all of Season 3.
Summary:Picking up the pieces from a soul-crushing loss, Sam works to find a way to regain focus as Dean escapes his destiny inside another hunt. But this time, will 'acceptable losses' include the Winchesters?
Disclaimer: They're not mine. More's the pity.
A/N: This is for yasminke.

Pontiac, IL, now

"He fought, Sam." Bobby's voice was rough from sorrow, his words tearing apart the quiet of the night that pressed close around them. "He fought until the end. Damn kid wouldn't give up. Always admired that about him. He always believed there was a way…."

Bobby's voice cracked, dying. Sam knew he was right; Dean had fought until the end—all-but challenging the Hellhounds to get him and drawing attention from Sam. But there was a part of Sam that knew Dean had accepted the truth weeks ago.

He remembered the moment, exactly. Before Ruby's Hail Mary plan. Before Indiana. Before the hallucinations.

He remembered the quiet tear splashing the back of a soot-covered jacket. He remembered the hollow echo of hopelessness in his brother's voice. Maybe it was real. Maybe…it was a warning.

"You want to know why?" Sam asked the older hunter, his voice like a rusted hinge.

Bobby startled at his words, and Sam realized they were they first he'd spoken since Dean had been taken from him.

That's how he thought of it. Dean hadn't just died. He'd been ripped from this world, torn apart and dragged below right before Sam's eyes.

"Why, kid?" Bobby asked, softly.

Sam forced himself to look again at Dean's face. They'd closed his eyes, cleaned the blood from it. He could be sleeping, Sam thought, and for one wild moment wanted to check, but it was pointless. He could be sleeping but for the horrific tears in his body, Sam knew.

"Because he's going to need a body when I get him back," Sam informed his friend.


Ignoring the note of horror in Bobby's tone, Sam knelt next to the crude wooden box they'd built for his brother. He reached behind Dean's cold neck and gently shifted his brother's head, removing the amulet that Dean had worn for so many years. Lifting it from his brother's body, Sam stood and dropped it over his own head, closing his eyes as he felt the weight rest like a gentle hand against his chest.

Oddly, the metal still felt warm, even hours after Dean had gone cold.

Sam took a shallow breath, images of his brother assaulting the darkness behind his eyes. Dean angry, Dean smiling, Dean in tears, Dean teasing him, Dean singing in the car, Dean in pain, Dean bleeding, Dean fighting, Dean holding him, Dean protecting him….

"I'm gonna get him back," Sam vowed, unable to watch as Bobby placed the lid on the box that held Dean's body.

He helped his friend lower the box into the grave, swaying dizzily as Bobby dropped in the first shovel full of dirt. It hit the box with a dull thud that nearly sent Sam tipping over the edge to join his brother.

"I know why you did it," Dean had said once, "but just…don't. Not again. I can't handle it."

Sam felt himself breaking inside, his own shovel slipping from his sweaty grasp. He dropped it, stepping away, watching numbly as Bobby finished the job.

He couldn't bury his brother. He couldn't handle it. He knew Dean had done the only thing he could when he'd saved Sam at that crossroads. And he knew his brother had fought right up until he realized one more swing would take Sam with him.

He knew Dean hadn't wanted to die, but would rather be dead than live without Sam. And now Sam was left in a world of demons without his protector, without his brother.

It's not gonna last, Sam promised himself. I'm gonna get you back, Dean.

The moment Dean had accepted his fate was the moment Sam had vowed he would get him out of it.

No matter what.


a/n: Thank you for reading.

FYI, I took the idea of the Asphyx from a movie by the same name. I pulled a Nester Ambrose, though, and made the lore my own for the purposes of this story. I've a few one-shots planned for people as very sincere thank-yous. I look forward to your thoughts as always. My best to you.


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Jun. 17th, 2011 05:59 pm (UTC)
Love love love!

I was ever so happy to see the notification in my mailbox that there was a new story from you :) Though to be honest, I was a little nervous in the beginning... Not sure if I could have handled the angst of an entire Gaelic story with no Dean! *wibbles*

Love how you bookended this with the time after 3x12. Jus in Belo was such an amazing episode that never fully got explored, so I was excited to see a continuation of that (plus...Dean shoulder wound!) I am always impressed by how you manage to write the boys exactly in character for the time and season, and this one was no exception. In fact, for me, this is the new 3x13. (Sorry 'Ghostfacers' :P)

Awesome work and can't wait to see the new one shots!
Jun. 30th, 2011 02:52 pm (UTC)
YAY! I love it when you love it. *grins like that -->*

I can promise you this: there will never be an entire Gaelic story with no Dean. For me, Dean is the whole point.

In fact...the next story you'll see from me will be from Dean's POV...so, there ya go.

Dean shoulder wound was, quite honestly, what drove which episode I selected. She just said "season three, threat of Lilith" in her request, and I'd gotten a comment or two about the fact that I always hurt Dean (which...*is confused*...) so, I picked one where he was already hurt and built on it. Can't blame ME for the shoulder wound! So, ha! :)

Thank you thank you for reading and for claiming this as your new 3x13. *love it*

Best to you, lady.
Jun. 17th, 2011 07:44 pm (UTC)
fanfic was rude to me so I couldn't leave a comment.

So I'll leave love here.

Dumps down basketfull

Ta da!
Jun. 30th, 2011 02:55 pm (UTC)
*snarls at fanfic.net*

How dare it.

No matter -- I'm glad to see you here. Now, isn't your art completely gorgeous? Yes. Yes it is.
Jun. 17th, 2011 08:31 pm (UTC)
That was incredible. Beautiful and brutal and honest. Perfectly laid out.

You did a gorgeous job with this - yasminke can't help but be pleased.

Thanks for sharing it!
Jun. 30th, 2011 02:58 pm (UTC)
Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you. I'm incredibly honored by you taking time to review each part and I'm thrilled that you enjoyed.

I hope to see you again soon! :)
Jun. 18th, 2011 01:16 am (UTC)
Oh lord, you've done it again. This story hurt me to read it (in all the right ways). The deal stuff is always hard for me to read, because if ever anyone didn't deserve to go to Hell, it's Dean Winchester. And watching or reading about his countdown to doom always makes me want to cry.

And with this? You made me want to cry even more because we got Sam's struggle with it to make everything cut that much more deeply. I think it's something that a lot of Dean!girls forget in their worship of him, that Sam had to carry the weight of his brother's sacrifice (for him!) both before and after the deal came due. I know I sometimes forget it, and you brought it to the forefront so poignantly here that it made me want to cry as much for Sam's misery as for Dean's sacrifice.

Beautifully and brilliantly done. Thank you for sharing it.
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:00 pm (UTC)
It's a hard season to write in because of what the boys go through...but at the same time, it's easier to write in retrospect because we know how amazing they become because of it all.

I always have to work to see Sam's side and have discovered that the best way to do it (for me) is to write him. Try to look at the world through his eyes. But remain, as ever, sympathetic to my hero.

Thank you for reading and taking time leave me your comments. They are a gift.
Jun. 18th, 2011 02:21 am (UTC)
excellent, just put on my reader for the nights entertainment =)
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:05 pm (UTC)
Thank you! So pleased you enjoyed.
Jun. 18th, 2011 03:53 am (UTC)
Fast paced, great story.
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:05 pm (UTC)
Thanks so much for reading and commenting. :)
Jun. 18th, 2011 04:33 am (UTC)
Beautifully written. It broke my heart.
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:05 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Really appreciate you reading. :)
Jun. 18th, 2011 05:59 am (UTC)
This was fantastic. It's really painful to get back into the mindset of pre-deal time, for both brothers' sakes, and that struggle on both sides is really well presented here. It's hard to think that the distance between the boys so obvious in season 4 really started during this time period--Sam struggling with the weight of Dean's deal and how he was going to survive and Dean with his own pre-Hell issues. And it's all because they love each other so stubbornly. Beautiful depiction of that in here.

And framing it with Sam and Bobby burying Dean...pull out my heart and squeeze why don't you!
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:08 pm (UTC)
It's definitely a painful time to write about -- but there are so many of those 'times' in the course of their lives, isn't there? *pets them*

Thank you for sharing that you saw the balance between what both brothers went through -- that's what I was striving for.

The burial scene(s) occurred to me after I'd written the main hunt, and it just...felt right.

I'm so pleased you enjoyed -- thank you for reading and taking time to review.
Jun. 18th, 2011 12:32 pm (UTC)
And for my last comment... I'll pick 1 line from each chapter that show exactly WHY you should NEVER stop writing SN (or anything because you just have a way with words...) and why you should actually be able to claim these characters as yours.

1. "You get up on the wrong side of the Impala this morning, boy?" Bobby grumbled back. <-- OMG. THAT line!! It's like I would hear Bobby saying that. I need to tell Jim to ad-lib it one day! ;-)

2. "Because this is our job, Sam. This is who we are! This is all I am!" <-- My heart broke. Again. You got any glue left after patching everyone else?

3. He reached behind Dean's cold neck and gently shifted his brother's head, removing the amulet that Dean had worn for so many years... closing his eyes as he felt the weight rest like a gentle hand against his chest.
Oddly, the metal still felt warm, even hours after Dean had gone cold.

<3 <3 <3

You're the only one that does it to me, but everytime I'm done reading one of your stories (or not even done) I have this urge to rewatch some good'ol true-spirit SN epis. The real good stuff. The one they don't do anymore. :( Damm you!

More? Soon? Yes? ^^
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:10 pm (UTC)
*laugh* My friend Terry would love that you picked out #1. I actually had Bobby saying something else and she told me my original phrase was over-used. So, I tried to slip under Bobby's Trucker Hat and see what he might grumble...voila, line #1. :)

*hands you some glue laced with graveyard dirt...stickier that way*

I'm actually NOT sorry I have that affect on you. :) *grins*

Yes, there is more on the way. Next up is an "Attack on Precinct 13"-type story from Dean's POV called Wake Up and Fight.

Might be a few weeks before it's out, though. :)

Thank you for reading and commenting!
Jun. 18th, 2011 03:05 pm (UTC)
A Sam-focused story with Sam's focus on Dean - neat!

An honourable mention for one of my fave characters and why I miss him "Henricksen had been Dean standing on the other side of the law. They'd had to run hard from him only because the man had gotten inside his brother's head in more ways than one." Exactly. Ah Victor, you'd have made an awesome hunter and friend.

"It was the sort of high that had one feeling an inexorable need to jump." I've never felt that! I've had my legs go to jelly but wanting to leap over the edge, nope. My hubby tells me that is how he feels though...

"He pull Dean's good arm across his shoulders and shoved to his feet" Typo - pulled

"Sam's thoughts filled the quiet with enough what ifs and could we haves he almost wish Dean would talk" Typo wished

Linkin Park's Numb - love that song! I feel it should be part of the SPN official soundtrack, don't you?

Edited at 2011-06-18 03:06 pm (UTC)
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:12 pm (UTC)
Yeah, it seems to be the only way I can write Sam POV -- if I'm looking at Dean through Sam's eyes and writing what Sam thinks of his brother. LOL! Sorry, Sammy. *has one-track mind*

Thank you for reading and taking time to leave me your kind words. :)

I think I fixed the typos. I've been posting beta-less for awhile now, and I know I could just ask someone, but I get in a hurry to meet deadlines and promises and...well, thank you. I appreciate it. :)

I agree about Numb. ;)
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Jun. 18th, 2011 10:34 pm (UTC)
Just perfect.
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:13 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :)
Jun. 19th, 2011 02:10 am (UTC)
Perfect internal voice for Sam, and right in character Dean portrayed by his words and actions.

And just devastating.

You have highlighted how the boys are each simultaneously other's greatest strength and biggest weakness.
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:14 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much. Your words me a lot to me and I know it sounds terrible, but I am pleased you found it devastating. It was supposed to be. :)

Thank you again!
Jun. 19th, 2011 05:37 pm (UTC)
my heart broke into so many pieces reading this story i don't think there is enough glue in the whole world to put every piece back together... Wow... it was just amazing...
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:14 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much -- I really appreciate you taking time to read and comment. :)
Jun. 19th, 2011 10:48 pm (UTC)
This was wonderful. I do love me some good old season three angst. (And by love, I of course mean I'm totally sobbing now. But I love that it can still make me do that.)

Jun. 30th, 2011 03:15 pm (UTC)
*hands you a tissue*

Thank you. It sounds cruel, but...I'm glad it and this story had you emoting. :)

I appreciate your time. :)
Jun. 20th, 2011 01:29 pm (UTC)
*applaud* That was wonderful! I know you're a Dean girl, but I have to say that you wrote Sam SO well in this one, especially at the end. Dean's countdown was very stressful for me during the show, and this really captured that desperation, and resignation. Hooray for you!
Jun. 30th, 2011 03:16 pm (UTC)
Thank you! It seems that the only way I can really write Sam is if I'm looking at Dean through his eyes, though. LOL! I'm glad it worked for you.

Really appreciate your time and kind words, my friend.
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