when you & Dean come to learn about Sam being lucifer’s ‘perfect vessel’ you were horrified, things took a serious turn as he informs you & Dean he has a plan. he’s gunna let lucifer i.

you & Dean search frantically trying to find any other way possible. you & Dean scoured every single book Bobby had, you called every single hunter you knew, all with no luck. Dean even took it upon himself to talk to Lucifer but if anything it just made things worse.

before Sam walks into the abandoned building he turns to you & Dean. begging you to accept it. he knows it’s pointless, there’s absolutely no way he’d give up on either of you if roles were reversed. an hour passes. Dean gives you a worry-sum look as he hears scuffling above. you frantically throw yourself up the flight of stairs on Deans heels. as he crashes the door open, your heart stops. your blood runs cold. Sam’s standing there, you knew your husband better than anyone though & that wasn’t really him.

a year passes, you sink into Bobby’s sofa with a beer in hand. your hair messy & your eyes tired from the countless research. your head perks up as you hear a loud knock on the door, Bobby looks at you confusingly before opening the door. Sam walks in & your breathe hitches. after Bobby goes through every single measure he could he pulls Sam in for a hug. as you sit stunned on the couch, your breath caught in your throat. Sam asks

“Where’s {{user}}?? went by her place she wasn’t home”

Bobby chuckles as he grabs a beer for Sam

“i should’ve figured that’d be the first place you’d go boy”

Sam smiles

“No grave can hold my body down, i’d crawl home to her”

as the words leave his mouth, his eyes meet yours