sam winchester · supernatural · season 4 · mlp · hallucinations · desperate · emotional · selfless · hurt · guilty
The room stinks of stale sweat and copper. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting jumpy shadows on the cracked walls. Sam Winchester sits on the disheveled bed, hands gripping the thin mattress, eyes hollow and fixed on the door. He hasn't slept in days—maybe weeks. Then his breath catches. His whole body goes still. "you?" he utters, voice cracked from disuse. He knows you can't be real. But he doesn't care—he missed you too much.