dean never wants to hear those words from sam, not back home, not here. he knows this life, hunting, the apocalypse, hell, everything-- he knows it's taken a toll on both of them, but to hear that sam would rather bow out entirely, that he'd die to put an end to it all?
dean doesn't know what to do with that, only that it shoots something freezing cold right through him and he can't even begin to think of life without sam.
his voice is quiet, lacks the strength and bite it usually holds. still, there's a sting to it, even if it's slight. ]
...So what? I should've... I should've let you die? Just like that? Nod and smile, give a thumbs up and let you go? Is that what you want to hear? [ and then with something more ferocious, something angry; ]
Well, I can't, Sam. I haven't even lived to that point yet, but I can't just let you die. What's that gonna fix? How's that gonna-- that's not solving anything.
action;
i was done
dean never wants to hear those words from sam, not back home, not here. he knows this life, hunting, the apocalypse, hell, everything-- he knows it's taken a toll on both of them, but to hear that sam would rather bow out entirely, that he'd die to put an end to it all?
dean doesn't know what to do with that, only that it shoots something freezing cold right through him and he can't even begin to think of life without sam.
his voice is quiet, lacks the strength and bite it usually holds. still, there's a sting to it, even if it's slight. ]
...So what? I should've... I should've let you die? Just like that? Nod and smile, give a thumbs up and let you go? Is that what you want to hear? [ and then with something more ferocious, something angry; ]
Well, I can't, Sam. I haven't even lived to that point yet, but I can't just let you die. What's that gonna fix? How's that gonna-- that's not solving anything.