"Sam?"
Blood…
"Sammy?"
The crimson flow everywhere…
"Sammy?!"
A still figure…
"Sammy!"
No moving breath…
No pulsing beat…
"Sammy!!"
Life is gone.
"Are you an angel?"
Gentle laughter…
"Then what are you?"
A moving breath…
"You'll save him?"
A nod, a deal…
"Just keep hunting?"
A final smile, soft and sweet…
"Dean?"
Barely a whisper…
"Sammy!"
Relief as life returns.