I couldn't risk it, and, unless you forgot, it's my decision whether or not I have a soul. This is my choice, not yours. I'm sorry you don't understand, I'm truly sorry, but that's the way it is. For good, now.
No... [He tightened the grip on his gun] No that's not how this is gonna go. I'll figure out a way around this or I'll...I'll do what I have to. [There was a time when the threat of killing Sam was purely an empty one, but that was years ago. This wasn't Sam, Sam was still burning in hell and this thing was going to keep hurting people if he thought the ends justified the means]
[The sound familiar movement does nothing more than draw his eyes to the gun briefly and he sighs, tone a touch condescending.]
Dean, what, you're going to shoot me?
[Sam has hurt people for less. Worse, even, but Dean's not going to shoot him; Dean can bash his face in until he's black and blue, but he wouldn't know how to kill him. Pride wants to tempt him, though, generally fed up with the babysitting treatment, and if he was going to stay like this, if they were going to continue working together, something would change. Especially, considering he's the one who has to save Dean half the time.
Sam moves to get them something to drink, turning his back on Dean openly. Fair shot, Dean. There's not a trace of fear or concern in his motions, though.]
It's about time you stop trying to control everything, especially me.
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I couldn't risk it, and, unless you forgot, it's my decision whether or not I have a soul. This is my choice, not yours. I'm sorry you don't understand, I'm truly sorry, but that's the way it is. For good, now.
Dean, what, you're going to shoot me?
[Sam has hurt people for less. Worse, even, but Dean's not going to shoot him; Dean can bash his face in until he's black and blue, but he wouldn't know how to kill him. Pride wants to tempt him, though, generally fed up with the babysitting treatment, and if he was going to stay like this, if they were going to continue working together, something would change. Especially, considering he's the one who has to save Dean half the time.
Sam moves to get them something to drink, turning his back on Dean openly. Fair shot, Dean. There's not a trace of fear or concern in his motions, though.]
It's about time you stop trying to control everything, especially me.