bowtotheboyking found the demon
“Are you sure, Sammy?” Dean asked, then shook his head with a soft chuckle, “honestly Sammy, i don’t think you will kill me. You don’t have it in you”
Sam hesitated, sighing softly. Dean was right, really… How could he kill his own brother? “Why are you even here?”
Dean grinned in satisfaction once he knew Sam wouldn't follow through. He shrugged, "we need to talk, Sammy" he said.











