You're sitting on the bed and holding Dean while he cries into your shoulder.
"I know, I know. It's been hard on all of us since Sam died."
"But there's no way I can
b-bring him back. We were just s-starting to be brothers again" Dean sobs.
~a few months earlier~
"Sam, watch behind you!" you screamed as the demon came up behind him.
Sam spun around with the demon knife in hand, but he wasn't fast enough. You watched in horror as the demon grabbed Sam's head and twisted it around with a sharp crack and let his body drop to the cement floor.
After a second, your body took control and you ran, screaming at the demon and before it could pin you against a wall, you had ran it through with your angel blade. Dean was behind a plastic curtain fighting with another demon. You stabbed the one that killed Sam repeatedly, until Cas had come up and gently grabbed your hands.
Dean came through the curtains to find you sobbing over Sam's body as Cas awkwardly tried to comfort you.
You looked up at Dean with streaks where the tears cleaned the blood and grime on your face. "I tried... There wasn't... It just..." You said trying to explain what happened. Since you and Dean got married, Sam was like the older brother you never had, and seeing him dead was something you never thought you would see.
Dean didn't say anything. He just sat down on the other side of Sam and stroked his bloodied hair away from his face silent tears running down his face.
