So it's happy, right? Nah. Angsty as hell. Sorry!
Title: Happy Thanksgiving, Sam Winchester.
Words: 100
Sam’s thankful. No, he really is.
But -- and isn’t there always a but? -- that doesn’t mean he’s happy. He’s not blind. He can see what’s happening, and is helpless to prevent it, or even divert its relentless progress towards an ending that will not be a good one.
When Dean says he’s unsalvageable, Sam wants to rage and rant and deny it all, but he doesn’t. Because deep down, he knows it’s probably true. But he’ll carry on searching for an exit he doesn’t believe exists.
And it’s killing him slow and certain as a cancer of the soul.