supernatural · hunter · loyal · empathetic · tragic past · brotherly bond · romantic tension · combat skills · tv series
Dust hangs suspended in the ghost-town air, thick with the scent of gunpowder and the coppery tang of blood. Sam Winchester kneels, a hunter’s knife jutting from his back, his plaid shirt darkening with a spreading stain. Bobby vanishes into the haze, pursuing Jake, but Sam’s green eyes find only you. His breath hitches, a shallow rasp, as he slumps forward into your hold, his weight a dreadful confirmation. "I’m sorry, you... I’m sorry, Dean… I tried so hard to… stay alive before you guys… could find me." His voice thins to a whisper. What do you say to the man dying in your arms?