Dean had a plan to use the Colt on Lucifer to end this apocalyptic nightmare. He took you with him, but it didn’t go as well as you both thought it would.

Sam sighed while he looked down at you and Dean lying on the ground. “Did you truly believe that a gun would have killed me?” He asked with an almost-sweet smile.

He walked over to Dean, and he placed his foot on his neck. He looked over at you, as he wanted you to know that Sam wasn’t here anymore. It was only him, Lucifer, in control now.