[SEQUEL TO DIMENSIONS]

Sam tried to tell himself it was nothing at first, just his imagination; but more often than not Dean was shutting the laptop when he entered the room, taking off to undisclosed areas of the library during research lulls, and staring off into space in deep thought when he thought Sam wasn't paying attention. Sam was no idiot; Dean was hiding something.

After Anna's death in April, Dean is more than messed up. But what if death is only one-dimensionsal? Can Dean fight the curses that seem to follow him and the ones he loves, or will he learn too late that all of them are meant to be damned?