jensackles:

dean, are you here? i couldn’t find anything in the book. i don’t know how to help you, but i’ll keep trying, alright? as long as you keep fighting. i mean, come on, you can’t—you can’t leave me here with dad. we’d kill each other, you know that. dean, you’ve got to hold on. you can’t go, man, not now. we were just starting to be brothers again.

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