A/N 1 Not 100% the full request - though if you squint... I did a "full request" drabble though, so.. that's okay, right?

A/N 2 The title is a line from the fantastic song Everybody Hurts by REM. And currently released by various artists in the UK to help victims in Haiti.

A/N 3 Special last minute thanks to Chelsy for the thing we talked about! ;-)


"Help me."

Dean's shoulders slumped. Famine's words had bitten deep and Sam's backslide, along with his own growing sense of failure, and guilt over Bobby, were drowning him.

He grasped at his chest – but the Amulet wasn't there. He felt its loss more keenly now than ever.

"Dean."

"Cas. Leave me alone."

"Here."

And there it was; warm and familiar in his hand.

So simple – just a childhood gift from Sammy. He curled his hand around it.

"God's a no-show then?" Dean clutched the Amulet so tightly it made his palm bleed.

"Actually, he's right where he needs to be."