Family Don't End With Blood

Sam

I sat on the cigarette-burnt bed in the mouldy motel, staring down at the gun in my hand. Dean would be OK. I would see them again - all of them! Mom, Dad, Bobby, Jess - all the people that died because of me. The swirling pain at the pit of my stomach is too much now, I handled it when Jess died, when Dad died -- Hell, I even survived when Bobby died. But Dean; the big brother I always looked up to, who I always wanted to be, is gone. I just can't anymore. Whether it's in hell or heaven I don't know anymore - but what I do know is that there will be familiar faces. I raised the gun and pressed it up against my temple. This is it. This is the end. 3...2...1...What are you waiting for Sam? OK, OK! 3...2...1-