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~~Spoilers for 9x23~~
"I'm proud of us."
The words replay through Sam's mind. Constantly. The final words he said. Dean. His older brother, who, after everything that Sam had said to him, what they had said to each other, was proud of them. Them. Not Sam or himself alone.
Of them.
The Winchester Duo.
The same duo, who, hours before Dean had died, were exchanging bitter statements and pissed off looks.
Sam had never gotten the chance to apologize for everything.
Never got the chance to say, "You know what? I'm proud too."
Because Dean died before he could.
He died before they could sort out all the crap they were going through, and tell each other that it wasn't worth it.
It only took a death, an un-showing King of Hell and an unhealthy amount of alcohol for Sam to realise that.
To realise it wasn't worth it.
But he also realised that maybe there wasn't going to be a chance for him to say that and to tell him.
And it only took Dean a death, a dick angel and an unhealthy amount of blood loss for him to realise that.
To realise that none of it mattered.
But had gotten a chance to say that.
In a raspy "I'm proud of us."
Then it was too late for them.
The Winchester Duo.
The same duo, who, minutes before Dean had died, were exchanging sorry's in their own, admittedly weird, way.
A death.
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