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Author's Note: This is my first drabble, so, feedback would be awesome. Thanks! Takes place around Metamorphosis.

"I'm done with everything."

No matter what happened, Sam was done.

A part of him died.

He'd lost hope. In himself, the angels, Ruby, even God.

Even Dean. No.

He was so lost. And nothing could pull him out of this big black hole he dug himself.

Except...no matter how much faith he'd lost, there was still that stubborn little part of them that refused to believe that. Even after everything, even though Dean had probably now lost faith in him... he would never REALLY be done with everything. He would never give up on Dean. And that had to be enough. It had to be.