Dean's P.O.V.

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Awe shit. Was all I could think. Sammy looked so betrayed, I think this is hurting him more than its hurting me.

"Look, I can explain," I started off. How do I get out of this one? He can't find out the whole truth. Shit. I lifted up my sleeve, revealing some scars. "Look, Sam, these are old. So old. I'm fine now. Don't worry. I'm fine. We are fine. Trust me Sam, I am fine. I used to be depressed but you and Cas helped me." I said. Granted these words were true, the scars were old. Cas and Sam had helped me, but I am still depressed. Sam nodded at my words, and suddenly went into protective brother mode.

"Just promise me one thing Dean." He said, looking me right in the eye. I nodded, unsure of where this was going. "Don't leave us." He continued, starting to cry again. I wrapped my  around him in a hug, him crying on my shoulder.

"Don't worry," I whispered. "I won't." But even though I promised I wouldn't leave them...I somehow knew, in someway, it wasn't true.

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Please don't kill me! This hits me very close to home so it is very difficult to write this stuff which is why it is so short. If any of you need to talk about anything, I'm right here.

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