I've Lost Who I Am *Private*

[Leafwing12]

After a while, Dean had gotten home. It was rather late. Sam was in the kitchen, looking some things up on his laptop. He glanced over when Dean walked in. He blinked. “How was the case?” Sam asked.

“Fine.” Dean said, moving inside. “Did the kid turn dark yet?” Dean asked, almost in disgust.

“No, in fact.” Sam said. He then let out a breath, suddenly setting his hand down on the table, a bit hard, resulting in a loud thud. He then turned, staring up at Dean. “In fact, Jack made you something. As a way of attempting to bond with you.” Sam said. Dean glanced at Sam, frowning.

“Not interested.” Dean said. He narrowed his eyes. “In fact, I didn’t sign up for raising this...Monster.” Dean muttered. Sam suddenly rose to his feet.

“He’s a good person, Dean! He can be!” Sam said. Dean suddenly turned, glaring at Sam.

“No. I don’t care for the kid. He can’t be saved!” Dean siad.

“I was.” Sam said, watching him. “When I was evil, drinking demon’s blood, you had ever right to put a bullet on my head. Dad ordered you to. But you didn’t. I was saved, Dean.” Sam said, watching him.

“You...You deserves to be saved! He doesn’t! And I know damn well you don’t care about Jack! All you care about is what the little freak can do with his powers. Use them for your own gain. Now, you can keep pretending to care for that thing. But I won’t. I told him the truth and how things are.” Dean shouted. Sam flicked a bit. He had never heard his brother sound this angry before.