"I want you to do it," Madison said, holding the gun out to Sam.
"I can't," Sam said through tears.
Madison felt Dean come up behind her. He took the gun out of her hand. Sam walked out of the room and Dean followed him.
She didn't want to kill anyone else, but she didn't want to die, either. She could run out now while they were in the kitchen. But, then she thought of Nate and Kurt. She didn't even know who all else she had killed. She forced herself to stay and wait.
Sam came back in.
"I'm sorry, Maddie," he said.
"I know," she nodded. "Just hurry up." She wanted to get this over with.
Sam walked up to her. He gave her a kiss and hugged her. While he was hugging her, Madison felt the gun press up against her chest. She closed her eyes. It wasn't supposed to end like this. She was just getting her life on track. Nothing happened. She realized Sam was hesitating.
She thought she would have been better off asking Dean. This was cruel to Sam and this hesitation that Dean probably wouldn't have felt, was torture to her.
"Do it," she whispered. She heard a click, then a bang, then heat, then nothing.