Sam was so tired, so tired to be tortured all the time. The pain was barely impossible to support. He feels like his brain was going to explode. Lucifer was with him all the time, singing, dancing, burning into his head.
Maybe, I should stop all this crap. Maybe, I should take my gun and shot one only bullet into my head. And then, it will be over…
Dean was asleep in the bed next to him. Sam looked at him, he seems so peaceful for once.He wanted to sleep too, but Lucifer didn't let him. He's been awake for 5 days now. He wanted to sleep, forever if it was the only way…
He sat up on his bed and took the gun on his hand. One only little bullet... into his head. And it will be over.
Suddenly, Dean started to scream. He screams very loud the name of his brother. Sam jump out of his bed and grabbed Dean's shoulders.
It's a nightmare, Dean. It's okay, I'm here, it's just a nightmare.
Dean opened his eyes, sat up and then hugged Sam violently.
Sam, you're alive…
Yes, I am Dean. It's was just a bad dream, he said, hugging back his big brother.
A nightmare…
Yes, a nightmare.
Dean seemed to realize where he was and what happened.
Well, I'm sorry. He said, releasing Sam, not looking at him, surely feeling ashamed acting like a child.
No problem.
You can go to sleep.
Well, thank you, I will try… said Sam with sadness in his voice.
But Dean didn't notice and fall asleep in 3 minutes. Sam listened his breath for a moment and decided that death could wait, Dean needed him.
A tear fell on his cheek and Sam went back to Lucifer and his own singing of "La vie en rose".