Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or any of the characters just trying to write about them.
He wanted to go, God knew he wanted. He wanted to just leave and not even take a quick look back but he couldn't, or maybe he didn't want to. He couldn't leave his brother like this. His brother, who had done literally everything for him, who had gone to hell for him. He didn't want this to be the end but maybe he didn't have a choice. He kept trying to keep his big brother from bleeding right there and right then but again he couldn't work miracles. His face felt wet, was he crying? He certainly didn't remember crying but his tears seemed to disagree with him. He had stopped trying to keep him alive because he knew this would be the end. He didn't want to believe it but he knew it was true. It was time to say goodbye; to his laugh, to his eyes, to his urge to protect his little brother until he couldn't anymore. It was time to let all those things that made Dean his brother go. He wasn't ready for it but he knew this was his brother's end, he wished it would be his end too because God knew he couldn't do it without his brother but he had a promise to keep to his brother and he accepted it.
The End