Fic: But Something Dear

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Title: But Something Dear
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: None.
Words: 3,291
Spoilers: Vague, but for all aired episodes.
Warnings: Depression, mental illness, mild self-harm, language, and very very messed-up!boys.
Summary: The boys stop hunting, and nothing has actually ended. Written for this prompt.
Neurotic author's notes: There are so many other things I should be doing, but here, I emerge from the hurricane's wake bearing fic! My weakness for secretly!screwed-up Sam is showing. That was a very alliterative sentence. Anyways, the title is from Byron's "Childe Harold's Pilgramage" ("None so desolate but something dear,/Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd/A thought, and claims the homage of a tear"). Cut text is from Shakespeare's Henry IV, Part One, which is incidentally one of my favorite plays of all time.
Also: Friendly reminder I cannot write action for love or money, and I do apologize for that.

Mark now, how a plain tale shall put you down.