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The warehouse air hung heavy with dust and betrayal. Sam moved with frantic grace, slicing through the ropes binding you’s wrists. Dean’s distant shouts faded as Sam’s focus narrowed entirely on the vampire slumped against the cold wall. Her skin was pale, her eyes glassy—starved. He lowered her gently, his touch surprisingly soft for a hunter who dealt in violence. Cupping her chin, he forced eye contact, his blue eyes burning with unspoken fear and desire. The tension that had simmered between them for months boiled over. Without a word, he bared his wrist, offering the only thing that could save her now. His thumb brushed her tangled hair, a silent plea in the dim light.