Hi new story. It is supposed to be choppy and poetic. I don't own supernatural or the song quote from I see fire.

If this is to end in fire, we should all burn together.

That is not the way Dean Winchester sees it.

Sammy should get away.

He should take the flames.

Sam would tell him he didn't have to.

Oh he knew.

He knew much to well.

But he wanted to.

This pain of Sammy's?

He needed it.

Personally, he wasn't keen on pain,

or illness,

or anything bad.

Unless he was hunting the bad.

But to see Sam in pain?

To see Sam try to protect him?

Dean slid against the rough motel wall, sighing.

"You can't save me Sammy," he muttered to no one.

"Not from this."