Twelve Hours

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❗SAM❗
The drive back to Lawrence was a little over a day. It was also eerily silent with Dean's body in the back seat. YN sat back there and cradled Dean's head in her lap. Stroking his face and hair and lips. Back in crowley's when you guys watched dean die, sam had never heard anyone scream the way you had. The way you begged dean to come back. You cried and promised you would listen to his stupid requests to keep you safe. When it was time to go you wouldn't let anyone touch you or dean and you held him tight. Sam had to pry you off him and held you as you cried even more as Castiel carried him to the impala. Sam helped you out of the building only to be confronted by the king of hell himself. "I'm sorry about dean," he had said. "If you need anything I'll be there." The whole drive Sam couldn't believe that he lost his brother for real this time. He tried so hard not to shed a single tear for him so he could be strong for you. Sam had half a mind to make a deal with some demon or angel to get his brother back but that would have pissed you off and dean too. All that was left was to just burn his brothers body. Sam looked into the back seat and saw you staring straight ahead with a determined look on your face.

When you got back to the bunker you followed Sam and Castiel as they carried Dean's body to his room. They laid him down ever so gently and Sam took a wash cloth and cleaned up his face. "He would have killed me if he knew I did that," he chuckled softly. You looked at Sam and gave a small smile because you knew it was true. "Dean did love to keep the mess on and clean it himself." You walked slowly to the foot of the bed and sat down and rest your hand on Dean's leg. "Can you give me a moment alone please?" You asked sam. "Sure," sam walked out and closed the door. You waited a few minutes and got up and locked the door so no one walked in on you. You pulled out your phone and dialed crowley's number. "Bambi," he said pleased. "What can I do for you?" You took a deep breath. "I want to make you a deal and I think you'll take this one." "I'm listening," crowley sounded intrigued. "The mark for dean. If I can get you into the bunker bring him back and I'll take the mark." Thwre was silence for a few minutes. "Okay," crowley said. "You have yourself a deal. Just get me passed moose."

❗SAM❗
Sam waited in the kitchen for you to be done with alone time with dean. He also knew you needed to sleep so he drew up one of rowenas sleeping spells in a tea. "I need to get back to heaven," castiel came into the kitchen. "Just to make sure dean is where he needs to be." "Are you sure he'd be up there?" Castiel touched Sam's shoulder "dean would never run from his reaper" sam nodded. Dean was too content when he died. He was moving on and wanted you to move on as well. "Keep me up to date with YN, make sure she gets back to that normal life she had." Sam nodded. The moment castiel left Sam heard you walk out of the room. "Hey," he said. "I made you some to tea. Hopefully itll help you relax and you can get some sleep. For tonight." You took the cup and you felt something was off about the smell of the tea. You set it down. "Wheres Cas?" You looked at Sam who was looking at the cup you set down. "He went back to heaven to see if Dean's up there." "Okay," you sat down. "Is he going to be here for when we burn Dean's body?" Sam nodded. "Have a sip of the tea so I know I made it right." You rose an eye brow. You sniffed the tea and looked back at Sam "its missing the honey?" Sam snapped his fingers "I knew it was missing something. He got up and turned his back to find the honey. You swapped your cup and his before he turned around. "Here we go!" He handed the honey to you and you put some in. You picked up the cup and held it out. "To dean." Sam picked his up and said "may he have fun in heaven." You both took a sip. "Mmm this taste a little off," sam said and he looked at you. "Sleep well Sam," you said watching him fall onto the floor.