Summary-Dean's life was over the second he became a hunter. When the time comes to sell his soul he can't help but feel thankful for it.
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Dean's never had a future. He lost it along with his mom, both burning on the ceiling. A wife, kids, a house you didn't have to leave after a few months, all these were thing he knew he would never have. So when Sam, golden Sam, died in his arms he didn't think twice about selling his soul, for his little brother, who had a shot at a normal life, for Sammy, who he had dragged back into this pit in the first place because he was too scared, too selfish, to stay there alone.
It was worth it, he'd think, looking back on the moment he came back to find Sam alive and breathing. What was the future he never had to his baby brother's life?
Author's note- First attempt at a fanfic so please, be gentle. Read and Review. Constructive Criticism would be appreciated.