Title: Angel's Hands
Disclaimer: Me no own, you no sue.
Warning: Character death, angst, Lucifer/Sam if you squint
Notes: Bold Italics are the lyrics from "Angel's Hands" by Rodney Atkins.
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Sam shouted and screamed and begged.
Even Death took pity, but he could not reverse what was already done. Well, he wouldn't reverse it. Not this time.
She said, "I've been up all night and half-scared to death
I can smell the liquor on your breath"
Dean's eyes stared at the ceiling, it was the last thing he saw.
And Sam was just crying and destroying the machinery.
The doctors and nurses didn't dare to enter the room.
She said, "Son, I've done all a mama can do
I can save myself but I can't save you."
Of all the things they had faced down and defeated, all the crap -
He said, "I wish you and Jesus would get off my back."
They said the truck was doing 90 when he crashed.
It was a drunken 18-year-old driving his daddy's pick up that had ended Dean's life.
"The boy lived," Lucifer-the-hallucination leaned over Dean's broken body and cupped Sam's face in his own. "Sammy, Sammy, Sammy. I know you're not going to let that stand."
I bet it gets so quiet in Heaven sometimes
Sam looked down at the boy who had killed his brother and didn't even blink when he pulled out his pistol.
No one was fast enough.
I bet it gets so quiet in Heaven sometimes
Even God cries when an angel's hands are tied.
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