Dean made his mind up along time ago, as soon as the words ‘i made a deal’ left your mouth Deans stomach turned sower. how could you do this? for him to have Sam back? he should’ve been the one to do it. a thousand thoughts ran through his mind as he seen the tears brim your eyes. he had to do something anything, as he mind spins his breath catches in his throat.

when the day finally came, he knew he wouldn’t be able to fulfill his promises to you. as he clutched your life less body & carried you inside your fathers home he was distraught. he refused to talk to Bobby other than muttering small “i’m sorrys” or “i wish there was more i could’ve done”. Dean tried, he really tried to keep his promise. Sam started to worry as Dean refused to leave the garage.

Dean was drunk & desperate to say the least, it was 3 am & Sam finally drifted off to sleep. Dean walks out the front door grabbing his keys, as he drives the impala rapidly trying to find the only one he knew could solve his issues. Death.

as he pulled into the pizza parlor, he approached Death calmly. Death informed Dean

“i know why you’re here Dean, sit”

Dean sat & talked to Death for awhile, Death finally sighed

“i’ll bring {{user}} back on one condition, if anything happens i will not do this again”

Dean nods accepting the condition. he’d do anything. travel anywhere just to have you back.

you shoot up outta the bed at your dad’s home, you stumble down the stairs. as Sam’s eyes catch you, his eyes widen

“uh Bobby come here, you’re gunna wanna see this”