Title: For They Were Destined To Burn
Warning: Character death
Notes: No happy ending here!
Pairing: Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Castiel

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The flames licked at their hands and feet.

Sam, wake up, baby, c'mon! SAM!

"Gabriel?"

The flames licked at their bound hands and feet.

Dean, please. DEAN! Not like this, NOT LIKE THIS!

"Cas?"

The flames licked at their bound hands and feet, began to burn the clothes on their backs.

"Help us," Sam's voice is desperate and laced with agony. His arms and legs are broken.

"I'm here, Sammy," Gabriel was on his knees and he was crying and crying. "You're not alone."

"Castiel!" Dean tried to move, but he was bound to his brother and nothing in his body was working. "Do something!"

Lightning was flashing and Castiel was punching the cement floor of the old warehouse. Screaming and shouting and begging for help.

But no one came and the Winchesters burned in holy oil.

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