Sam, Jo and Ellen were standing around Dean’s bed in the mortuary. There was a book where people could write down their condolences, but since Dean didn’t know that many people, the book would be as good as empty.
Jo took Dean’s hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed his fingers, while tears rolled over her face. Then something magnificent happened. Dean pinched Jo’s hand.
“Dean?” Jo said breathless. Sam and Ellen looked up at Dean. They saw his eyelids move and slowly they opened.
“Dean!” Sam exclaimed. Dean blinked his eyes and sat up. He looked around. “Where the hell am I?” he mumbled.
“Doesn’t matter, you’re alive” Sam said.
“How long did you get, Sammy?” Dean asked. Sam frowned. “Don’t play dumb with me. How long did you get until Crowley collects your soul?”
“You think I made a deal to save your life?” Sam asked.
“Didn’t you?” Dean fired back with raised eyebrows.
“No, Dean, I’m sorry” Sam said.
“Someone must’ve done something or else I’d still be dead” Dean said.
“Yeah, I agree, but it wasn’t me” Sam said.
“Then who was it?” Dean wondered.
Jo took Dean’s hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed his fingers, while tears rolled over her face. Then something magnificent happened. Dean pinched Jo’s hand.
“Dean?” Jo said breathless. Sam and Ellen looked up at Dean. They saw his eyelids move and slowly they opened.
“Dean!” Sam exclaimed. Dean blinked his eyes and sat up. He looked around. “Where the hell am I?” he mumbled.
“Doesn’t matter, you’re alive” Sam said.
“How long did you get, Sammy?” Dean asked. Sam frowned. “Don’t play dumb with me. How long did you get until Crowley collects your soul?”
“You think I made a deal to save your life?” Sam asked.
“Didn’t you?” Dean fired back with raised eyebrows.
“No, Dean, I’m sorry” Sam said.
“Someone must’ve done something or else I’d still be dead” Dean said.
“Yeah, I agree, but it wasn’t me” Sam said.
“Then who was it?” Dean wondered.
She bent on her knees and her hands glided over the earth. She didn’t know what she was going to find, but a strong feeling inside of her told her there was something underneath the earth. Something she needed to find.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and more fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and more fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.