|| Dean Winchester || Tags; Sam, Castiel, Dahlia ||
"Sam, you can't just go around and making deals!" He suddenly snapped. "If you took my place, then I don't know what I'd do! I gave my life for yours, end of story." He looked at the ground, shaking his head angrily. Of course Sam had tried to do something like this. But when Dahlia came rushing over about some "black liquid', his anger steamed away a little. "No, it's not," he said to her. "Why would there be black liquid coming from the TV, anyways?"



















