“Y/N, Dean is gone, and he’s not coming back. We’ve tried everything, crossroads d

“Y/N, Dean is gone, and he’s not coming back. We’ve tried everything, crossroads demons, witches, all of it. Nothing worked”

Sam placed himself on the motel bed, his head falling into his hands with his fingers running through his hair, which he hadn’t cut in who knows how long. 

“Sam there has to be something else, something we haven’t tried, a spell or-”

Sam rose from his place on the bed where he’d only sat a moment and strides across the room toward you, standing in front of you in a matter of seconds.

You always knew Sam was tall, but right now, him standing in front of you, you felt shorter than you ever had. 

“Y/N, stop. We’re both exhausted, and we’ve exhausted all of our options. Dean didn’t want us to try and bring him back, and maybe this is our final sign. A sign telling us that we need to move on. Y/N, we need to move forward.”

“Sam I don’t know how, I-”

Before you knew what was happening Sam’s hand wrapped around your waist bringing you closer to him, so close your lips were barely an inch away from each other 

“With me. Y/N, move forward with me.”

his other hand made it’s way to your cheek, his thumb moving in circles on your soft skin

“Sam, I don’t know how”

he removed the space between your lips

“I’ll show you”

then his lips were on yours, moving slowly at first until you both sped up the pace and moved towards the hard hotel mattress shrouded in its dusty sheets

________

You felt warmth coming through the windows, and cascading across your body and the motel room.

You also felt something warm across your torso, not letting you leave your spot under the covers. 

Dean was gone, so it couldn’t be his arm around you.

you turned over under the weight of the limb and saw the other Winchester,

Sam.

Y/N, what the hell did you do?