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Stone Cold (Sam x Reader)

An: You can listen to Demi Lovato's Stone Cold while reading this chappy. Don't kill me, this is a sad fic. I dunno if this is sad. But, oh well *shrugs*

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Sam watched helplessly as the demon stabbed you. Everything went slow motion to him as Dean killed the demon. Sam trudged to you, blood seeping from your stomach. Tears flow freely from his cheeks.

"Everything will be fine, y/n. We'll take you to the hospital," Sam cried. You groaned and shook your head.

"No, Sam. It's ok. It's ok."

"It's not ok-"

"Sam, please. I'm tired. I'm tired of everything," you eventually broke down. Tears also slipped from your face.

"I'm tired, Sam."

"What about me?"

"You'll be fine without me. You've got Dean, right?" You said. Sam shook his head.

"No, please," Sam weeped. You let out a weak chuckle. You took something from your pocket and give it to Sam. A necklace you made for him for your First Anniversary. Sam cried harder.

"Happy Anniversary, Sam."

"You promised me, y/n. You promised me that you'll never leave me,"

"I'm sorry," you said. You touch his cheek affectionally and smile the best you can. You took a deep breath and mustered your last strength.

"Can you sing Hey Jude for me?" Sam merely smiled as he grant your wish.

~~ Hey, Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Hey, Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better

And anytime you feel the pain,
Hey, Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool
Who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder ...

You hummed in contentment as you slowly drifting away. You smiled to him as you closed your eyes just as Sam finished the song. Sam kissed your forehead, clutching your now dead body and rocking back and forth while crying.

Dean watched his brother sympathetically. Dean grew attached to you, treating you like a little sister they never have.

"She's dead, Dean," Sam whispered.

A long silence filled the air as no one dared to speak. Sam wiped his tear stained cheeks.

"What do you think about giving her a hunter's funeral?" Dean asked. Sam just nod and carried your corpse in bridal style.

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Sam and Dean watched as your body burned to ashes.

Dean tapped his brother's shoulder and walk away, giving him a time to mourn over his girlfriend's death.

This is the same they did to Charlie. Charlie deserved the hunter's funeral pyre. She was a brave woman. And this is the same pain they've felt about Charlie's death, but more painful. Dean hated to see his little brother in pain. But he can't do nothing for his brother but to comfort him.
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*After the funeral pyre*

Sam stared at your picture and him together. Smiling sadly, he skipped to the next picture. At the picture, you were giving Sam a piggy back ride, smiling widely with your hand on a peace sign. He skipped onto the next page with a picture of you, sleeping peacefully. You're sleeping that time, which he found cute and took a picture of you. You make him delete the picture but he didn't,keeping it as a remembrance. He let out a deep sigh and drifted off to sleep wishing it was all just a dream. But unfortunately, it isn't.