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ldquo;Because Lilith wants him dead now instead of later. The consequences of your deal are now no longer in her favor.rdquo;

Deanapos;s head snapped up at the mention of Lilith. He should have known... He fucking should have known that bitch would be behind this This motherfucker was probably a demon or something.

Dean ground his teeth, the ache in his jaw distracting him only slightly from the pain lancing through his body, but the combined dull throb and sharp pains was slowly turning into background noise. His body thrummed with adrenalin, anger and fear and frustration combining into one to make him physically numb and only responsive to his own emotions. That... Or Dean was losing too much blood and his limbs were numbing.

Most likely it was the latter.

The bastard moved to tap some code on the keyboard and then the speaker came alive with a small crackle.

"-YOU WILL DIE, BUT THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT OF YOUR FUCKING BLACK SOUL FOR THE PIT TO BURN. HURT HIM AND I SWEAR TO GOD Iapos;LL FUCKING KILL YOU"

Dean sucked in a breath at Samapos;s voice. Heapos;d never heard Sam so angry, so desperate and so... So...

Dean didnapos;t have words for it. But Sam sounding like that made something in Deanapos;s gut twist.�

ldquo;You didnrsquo;t get enough time with him."

Dean looked away from the bastard, not allowing him to see his emotions displayed so nakedly in his eyes right that moment. He didnapos;t have enough in him to try to mask that.

"Heapos;ll be fine. Heapos;s the strongest man I know." Dean said, conviction clear in his voice because he truly believed it. Sam was the strongest man he knew. It had always been Dean needing Sam, never the other way round. Sam would move on, find a girlfriend who heapos;ll marry. Get a nine to five job and a house with a white picket fence. Maybe even a dog and a few kids.

"Why did Lilith want you to die?"

Dean growled, annoyed with being broken out of his reverie of a laughing older Sam, pushing his daughter on a swing as his epic floppy hair blew in the wind. Dean wouldnapos;t be there to push Samapos;s daughter on a swing. But heapos;d give his soul all over again to let Sam have what he had so desperately wanted.

He opened his mouth to say apos;I donapos;t knowapos; because he didnapos;t. He hadnapos;t ever considered the question really. Why would Lilith want him dead? Well, Lilith wouldnapos;t have a stamp on his soul if he hadnapos;t made that deal, thatapos;s for sure. So in that respect, Lilith didnapos;t have anything to do with Deanapos;s predicament except for being the one holding the contract. But now Lilith wants Sam dead earlier. Maybe even before Dean himself dies.

He knew why other demons would want his soul. Definitely because Dean had sent his fair share of those assholes back to hell. Revenge is a good motive. But why�Lilith? Her beef was with Sam, so where did Dean stand?

Dean was Samapos;s brother so his position was clear. Heapos;d always stand between�Sam and whatever stood to hurt Sam. So was Dean just an obstacle that Lilith needed removed?

Fuck... Dean was going to be killed so that they could get to Sam

"She wants Sam... I stand in the middle." Dean whispered, it dawning on him right then. "Fuck... Sheapos;s trying to separate us." Dean said, thinking out loud more than saying it to the bastard. "But... Why would..." Deanapos;s eyes widened. "Because together weapos;re stronger... Separated we lose focus..."

"If I die, Samapos;s going to go nuts... He wonapos;t think and... Fuck Lilithapos;s counting on that isnapos;t she? That bitch" Deanapos;s breathing got ragged, the weight of his deal weighing him down until he sagged under the guilt. Anger coursed through his veins, making him light headed.




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