Alive isn't the same as having Gadreel ride shotgun without me knowing it. And it isn't letting Crowley in, too, to fix the problem.
[ He looks up again, eyes bright with the angst of it all, heart heavy from trying and failing to get his brother to understand. ]
I know you've always looked out for me. I just-- That's not living, Dean. Doing anything to keep me breathing isn't for me, it's for you.
[ He'd said it before: you can't stand to be alone. And though he doesn't, can't fault Dean for it when it's more less all the guy's ever known, that isn't stopping Sam from saying it. ]
I don't want that. And you've gotta know, it isn't right. For either of us.
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Date: 2014-04-11 11:09 pm (UTC)[ He looks up again, eyes bright with the angst of it all, heart heavy from trying and failing to get his brother to understand. ]
I know you've always looked out for me. I just-- That's not living, Dean. Doing anything to keep me breathing isn't for me, it's for you.
[ He'd said it before: you can't stand to be alone. And though he doesn't, can't fault Dean for it when it's more less all the guy's ever known, that isn't stopping Sam from saying it. ]
I don't want that. And you've gotta know, it isn't right. For either of us.