The boys eyes flickered in the lightning that painted the sky. A crimson trail of blood dripped down onto his eyelashes, and he quickly blinked it away, mouth slightly agape. He never dreamed he'd die alone, Dean and him were inseparable... Yet here he was alone, battered and bruised. "... Dean?" He choked out in a final breath. Then came the laughter. " 'Sup, Sam?"
Rated: Fiction M - English - Angst/Romance - Sam W., Dean W. - Words: 20 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 4 - Published: 7/24/2012 - id: 8356199
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