“Come on, Don’t make me do this..” Sam whispered, clenching his hand around the demon blade locked in his grasp.

You were possessed because of Crowley’s doing.

Sam didn’t wanna kill you but he knew it was the only way, he could always make a deal with the crossroads or just simply forget about you.

Sam had the opportunity to strike so he did, the blade gliding through your back.

”I’m so sorry.” Sam choked out, helping lower your body as he fought back tears.