Dean's mind raced, heart seized, breath hitched, eyes shut tight.
How could he let any of this happen to them?
They were his family and he'd let the devil in.
It was another angel, a clever one, that tricked him:
stole his brother's life, free will, and maybe his sanity.
Of course, the tragedy did not stop at one lost.
It'd taken his friend, the prophet, his last desperate hope.
Dean spared just a tear for his blood and friend,
who'd given their lives, souls, and so much blood shed.
He'd trek Heaven, Earth, Purgatory and Hell to save them.