Title: Rootless Tree
Rating: PG
Summary: He looks furious. It’s a mask, Sam knows. He’s hiding what he’s really feeling – self-loathing for what he’s done, guilt, but especially pain.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. A girl can dream, but, alas, that's all it is.
Author's Note: Used for philosophy_20, prompt #03: Ends Justify The Means.



There’s shouting (from him). Crying (from her). Doors slam, an engine starts, and tires squeal. Sam closes his eyes as he lays on the motel bed. Dean yanks the door open. He looks furious.. It’s a mask, Sam knows. He’s hiding what he’s really feeling – self-loathing for what he’s done, guilt, but especially pain. Because she’s gone now. Because he made sure she would be.

“You’re an idiot,” Sam accuses, more than a little angry himself. Because he loves Layla too. Not like Dean does, but he still loves her.

“At least she’ll be safe now,” is all Dean can say.