A/N: A little birdie whispered in my ear that I should consider posting this as a chapter two/alternate ending. It was.... Twinchy in the ballroom with the revolver. Since she wants to claim it then I give her the credit! *waves* Hey over there. \0/
Again, I own nothing save a Betamax video player. But if I did………….
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Revelation 6:8 - "And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the fourth beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, a pale horse; and he that sat on him was called Death and Hell followed behind him."
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He leans into the body caged between him and the wall, caresses her flesh with the steel of her own knife.
Blood runs in scalding rivulets down his bare back.
Pain brushes silken fingers across his over-sensitized flesh.
The reek of fire and fear slithers down his throat making him nauseous.
"Dean. Please. He's coming!"
"I know."
Footsteps behind him.
Now.
He turns them both.
"LOOK!"
She cringes.
"LOOK damn you."
Whispers, "You did this."
Releases her.
Falls supplicant to the ground.
Stares up into the eyes of Death.
Eyes he knows better than his own.
His heart breaks.
"Oh Sam."
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A/N2: Chapter 3 is for all of you out there who like me are saddened by Evil!Sam or just really like Angsty!Dean.