Why Worry-Set it off for Sam and Dean
I sat in the passenger side of the black sleek car. Dean had ran into a grocery store looking for pie. You shake your head. The past few weeks were horrible with hints. Either they were on the path of vampires or werewolves. It was a hassle.
An like usual. Dean never really helped on any research part of tasks. He was always the give me time and place and he would be there type of gal.
This sinking feeling sets,
It feels just like a hole inside your chest.
I know you're thinking,
No, no, no, no, it is easier said than done,
But please let me attest.
I know it's hard.
You're feeling like you're trapped,
But that's how you react,
When you cannot see the light.
But try and see the light.
I'm tellin' you,
No, no, no, no,
You're the only one
Standing in your way,
Just take a breath, relax, and tell me…
As I watched Dean cross the road carefully he plopped himself into the driver seat as he gently placed the plastic bag containing the scrumptious pie he was looking for.
Dean started the engine hearing its rumble as they pulled off. Dean started playing his regular classic songs as they went down the several back roads. And thats when you decided to speak up.
"So this next hunt. It could be a tuffy. I mean resting for a bit before hand would be great, since all this shit with hell and stuff." I said my voice low and crackled.
"Well what do you think, you might have been on earth longer. But let me deal with this.." dean said his voice hoarse a bit.
Why?
Please tell me why do we worry?
Why?
Why do we worry at all?
Why?
Just tell me why do we worry?
When worry is never helping tell me
Why?
Why worry at all?
"Okay. I'm sorry. I'm just throwing suggestions into the air."
"Well I'm sorry too. I should've been here to help you. Make sure you don't fuck up too." Dean said looking at the road disappointment reflecting with the light.
"It's fine dean... I'm sorry for bringing it up."
"Sammy. Anyone ever told you how much of a pain in the ass you are?" Dean asked with a small chuckle.
I look out the window watching the trees stay in place as we went by. "Yep. You and dad. All the time." You said as a smile from Memories formed.
Dean then hit the steering wheel out of frustration and anger. " I miss the times where we had a future. I miss the times when we were able to think without this other shit seeping into our thoughts. I miss th-"
I cut him off before he continued, "missing it isn't gonna do shit for you. What do you think I did for the year you were gone. Certainly not sit no think. Only thing I ever thought of was getting you back. I wasn't gonna let it end that way. So I got up and did something about it. So if you miss everything. Go make anything." Frustration and sadness filled my voice as I remembered everything I had went through trying to save dean. Just for him to come back without gratitude.
Dean pulled of to the side of the road as tears swelled in his eyes. He looked into sammys dark brown eyes. He knew it was hard for Sammy and it killed dean to know that he wasn't there to save his brother in an emotional time.
"I'm sorry. Okay. I know you went through a lot. And so did I. Which makes our worlds closer than it looks."
Why do we insist,
On crossing bridges that do not exist?
Let's take these issues
Step by step by step, to work it out,
Day by day by day we're falling down,
But life goes on.
I've got some questions,
Are you sick of feelin' sorry?
Uh huh,
And people sayin' not to worry?
Uh huh,
Sick of hearing this hakuna matata motto,
From people who won the lotto,
We're not that lucky.
Have you noticed that you're breathing?
Uh huh,
Look around and count your blessings,
Uh huh,
So when you're sick of all this stressin' and guessin' I'm suggestin' you turn this up and let them hear you sing it
My eyes widen a bit. I dint know what hell was like. I dint know what torturous things it did to him. And he really didn't want to find out. It would kill me to not be able to fix it.
"Well then what do you wanna do. It rest and get this hunt down. Or get rest and then take the hunt." I asked trying to veer around the previous subject.
"let's get some rest.." dean said driving back onto the road. His eyes were still filled with tears. So he couldn't see clearly. As a tear shed from deans eyes down his cheeks. He wiped it away quickly.
When they arrived at the motel. They unpacked there belongings and cuddled on the couch watching tv until the two of them had fell asleep.
Why?
Please tell me why do we worry?
Why?
Why do we worry at all?
Why?
Just tell me why do we worry?
When worry is never helping tell me
Why?
Why worry at all?
Chin up, quit actin' like you're half dead.
Tears can only half fill how you’re feelin'.
Don't worry, be happy baby.
Stand up, life is too damn short,
That clock is ticking.
Man up, if ya feel me,
Everybody sing it.
Why?
Please tell me why do we worry?
Why?
Why do we worry at all?
Why?
Just tell me why do we worry?
When worry is never helping tell me
Why?
Why worry at all?
Why?
Please tell me why do we worry?
Why?
Why do we worry at all?
Why?
Just tell me why do we worry?
When worry is never helping
I'm not buying what they're selling
So if worry's never helping tell me
Why,
Why?
Worry at all?