A/N- So it's shorter than the last but this is what came out, hope you all enjoy it

It was a few weeks later when Sam found himself in the same position, knife in hand after a long hunt, he'd screwed up, again, gotten Dean hurt in the process, so now he stood, at the sink in the bathroom of a dodgy motel room. Placing the blade to his wrist and pressed down, drawing blood, before moving to the other wrist. Then came the voice and the small angel, "Sammy, what did I tell you?" Gabriel said, bandages appeared around Sam's wrists, "I-I can't Gabriel.. the world will be better without me..". Gabriel never spoke, he kissed the two bleeding cuts that were sure to scar, then again, he left. Sam was passed out on the bathroom floor with blood around him when Dean found him, when Sam woke he was in a hospital bed "Sammy, you need to stop this.. I nearly lost you Sammy" Dean said, tears brimming. "Dean, y-you were hurt, I screwed up.." Sam said, weakly sitting up "You should have left me be.."