Let it go.
Sam told Dean it was a suicide mission - that’s why he was adamant on doing it himself. Dean was a genius, he wasn’t a grunt, he was the greatest hunter Sam knew.
But tonight he said “So?” to Dean.
Sam had this planned all along.
Sam was on a suicide mission the whole time.
The moment when the whole cinema cheers!
*tour guide voice* Ladies and gentlemen, if you’ll look at your dash, you’ll be able to see, in real time, an entire fandom self destructing.
Dean rocked his body in the back of the Impala, Sam cradled in his arms, wails crawling out of his small throat.
“Sammy it’s otay, it’s otay.” Dean said between sobs. “Daddy’s gon be back soon.”
The stench of smoke still strong in his nose, Dean tried to wipe it away with his small arm.
With shaking hands he mopped the tears off Sammy’s face. With a quivering voice Dean started to sing.
“Hey jude, don’t be afraid.”
and now im crying