{"id":10984,"date":"2018-05-26T20:20:52","date_gmt":"2018-05-27T03:20:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/?page_id=10984"},"modified":"2018-05-26T23:05:19","modified_gmt":"2018-05-27T06:05:19","slug":"whats-the-point","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/the-generals-office\/bj-jones\/supernatural\/whats-the-point\/","title":{"rendered":"What’s The Point"},"content":{"rendered":"

Title<\/strong>: \u201cWhat\u2019s the Point?\u201d
\nAuthor<\/strong>: Bj Jones
\nRating<\/strong>: FRM
\nSummary<\/strong>: Dean contemplates as he watches a funeral<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

“What’s the point?”<\/p>\n

Sam looked over at Dean with a confused expression. “What\u2019s the point of what?”<\/p>\n

“Exactly.” Dean shrugged. “We fight to save this world and they do this.” He gestured towards the funeral going on in the back of the cemetery.<\/p>\n

“People die, Dean,” Sam pointed out. “We can’t save everyone.”<\/p>\n

He looked over at his brother with a no ‘duh’ look. “I know that, Sammy. God, do I know that. I’m not talking about the person we couldn’t help in time… I’m talking about that. This scene that is happening in cemeteries across the nation; hell, world wide.”<\/p>\n

Sam looked back over to the funeral. He could see the rows of black cars, the hearse in the front. The mourners in their black suits. The Priest’s voice soothing and calm as it drifted over the landscape. He jerked with the rifle shots, a twenty-one gun salute. The bagpipes were soulful as they played Amazing Grace.<\/p>\n

“He died protecting our Freedom….”<\/p>\n

“He died because politicians are fucking assholes who won’t get off their fat asses and really assess the situation they are in,” Dean spat out. “This isn’t a war about democracy. Hell, it isn’t even a war.”<\/p>\n

“Wow.” Sam stared at his brother in shock.<\/p>\n

“What, just because I’m not some sensitive liberal like you, I can’t know about politics and war?” He frowned, his eyes not leaving the funeral. Watching as the Commanding officer gave the crying woman the folded flag. “That could be me.”<\/p>\n

“You don’t have the hips to give birth.” Sam nudged him, trying to get Dean out of the funk he was in.<\/p>\n

“In the coffin, dude.” Dean looked over at his brother. “Every branch of the military showed up in my Senior Year trying to recruit me.”<\/p>\n

“What?” Sam turned towards him. The sudden fear going through him that his brother could have been shipped over to Iraq.<\/p>\n

“Hell, I even had an offer for recommendation letters to get into West Point.” He shrugged. “Turned them all down, had no interest in being,” he smirked at Sam, “Uncle Sammy’s soldier. I was already trained for combat and War. And dude, Dad would have skinned me alive for leaving you with him; God, you were a whiny bitch when you were a teenager.”<\/p>\n

“I’m glad you didn’t go. I don’t think I could have handled knowing you were over there, dying…” Sam admitted.<\/p>\n

Dean snorted and looked over at his brother. “We may not be fighting there, but Sam, we are at war.”<\/p>\n

“It’s a good cause; we’re saving these people from a world ruled by demons.” Sam gestured towards the mourners.<\/p>\n

“We’re saving them so they can send their children out to die, for what, Sam?” He looked down at his feet, kicking at the ground. “Oil? Greed? Religion? Why do we keep fighting? What’s the fucking point, to save the world when it’s determined to destroy itself?”<\/p>\n

Sam stepped into his brother’s space and tipped his head back and kissed him softly. “That’s why?”<\/p>\n

“I’m saving the world so I can make out with my brother?” Dean’s eyebrow rose.<\/p>\n

“For love, asshole.” Sam cupped his brother’s face and kissed him harder this time.<\/p>\n

Dean gripped Sam’s jacket and pulled him close, deepening the kiss. “God, you’re such a girl.”<\/p>\n

“Excuse me.”<\/p>\n

The boys looked over to see the Priest standing nearby. “Father.”<\/p>\n

“This is a place of sacred ground, and shouldn’t be demoralized by such lude behavior,” The Priest chastised them.<\/p>\n

Dean shook his head. “Let’s go, Sammy.”<\/p>\n

Sam stood up, using his height to his advantage. “I think it’s Matthew that states, ‘Ye that have not sinned cast the first stone.’ So you can get off your moral high ground when you know nothing of us. Cause one day, we could be the very ones who save you, or someone you love.” He turned, ignoring the Priest’s exclamations as he stormed off.<\/p>\n

“Going to tell me what the point is again?” Dean asked again as he opened the car door.<\/p>\n

Sam pointed to the nearly empty burial sight. Standing next to the coffin was a soldier in his dress blues; he stood at attention and slowly brought his hand up into a salute, then lowered it back down. He placed it on the coffin, and whispered his goodbye.<\/p>\n

“For love.”<\/p>\n

Dean rolled his eyes and got into the car. “Girl.”<\/p>\n

“You love me.”<\/p>\n

He gave him a half smile. “Yeah, I do.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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