I write this nearly seven years after that event. Even though this happened many years ago, I still feel terrible for what happened that day. I still wake up some nights, dreaming/remembering that night. I wake up just after stabbing my little brother.

Sammy, if you're reading this it means that I didn't make it out of this fight alive. It means that Metatron managed to kill me before I could kill him. If you are reading this, it means that I've been dead for quite some time and you've gone through my room, either deciding what to keep and what to get rid of or you wanted some time with my things.

I'm sorry that I tricked you into letting Gadreel in. It was my way of trying to make amends for what happened that day seven years ago. I had no idea that he would kill Keven, nor did I know that he was working for Metatron. I was trying to help and I only made it worse.

Sammy, I'm sorry and I regret not telling you sooner. I know that you remember more about that night, than you told me. I want you to know that I'm grateful that you didn't dump me on the side of the road, while I was sleeping, like every other person on this planet would have. I wish that I could go back in time to warn you that it was a trap.

I am sorry that I failed as an older brother. I'm sorry that I failed to protect you. That's my job as an older brother. I'm supposed to protect my pain-in-the-ass little brother.

But most of all, I'm sorry that I can't be there with you right now, to help you with this battle. You and Cas have to continue without me.

I wrote this for you, Sammy, in hope that after reading this you would finally understand why I do what I do. No matter how misguided my decisions may seem at the time (or even many years after), I try my best to do what is best for you. I don't mean for them to backfire and blow-up in my face like they all seem to do.

Stay strong little brother. We'll possibly meet again in a couple of decades, when you die. I'll put in a good word with Crowley, and make sure we end up in the same cell. We could be hell-mates.

See you later, but not too soon please.

Your older, careless brother;

Dean.

P.S. I'm just reminding you that if you let anything happen to my car, I'll haunt your sorry ass 'till the day you die.

A/N: Well, there you have it. I decided to add this last little bit at the end 'cause it's really sounds like something Dean would do for Sam. I also decided to leave it here at Season 9 because it just felt right.

And so ends 'Do You Want Blood'
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