A/N: You may need some tissues for this...

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Imagine : 

Sam's been depressed for a few days ever since the Dakota incident. You've tried to help, but he just won't listen. He hasn't really left the hotel room and Dean's getting tired.

He keeps complaining to you how there are more hunts, more people to save. All you keep telling him is Sam needs more time to cope, to get over the fact that he just couldn't save that girl.

She came running to the boys asking for their help and Sam promised her nothing was going to happen. He didn't make it in time to stop the demon from ripping her flesh out.

Dean and you have agreed to confront Sam about this together.

You get him out of the house to a nearby diner and the intervention begins.

You start off calmly, "Sam you know why we are here, I get that you're grieving but you know its not your fault."

He stares at you with a heat in his eyes and says with pain, "You have no right to say that to me. You weren't there, you didn't see the fear in her eyes."

Dean jumps in, not able to control his frustration, "Look Sammy, there's nothing you could have done, that's our job, it has casualties. You did your best, now its time to pack up your shit and go help some other people."

There's a crack in Sams voice and he slams his hand on the table, "That demon was never after her, it wanted me and she died because of it. That's not what I signed up for," he lowers his voice making it hard to understand what he was saying, "I should be in the ground, not her. I should have died."

There is a tear in your eye as Sam leaves the diner. You try to run after him but Dean stops you.

"We cant leave him like this, he shouldn't be alone," you say to try and convince Dean to let you follow him. He makes you have a coffee with him and let Sam blow off some steam.

Twenty minutes later, you and Dean are unlocking the door to the motel room and your heart stops.

The pie Dean was holding in his hand falls to the floor as he rushes to Sams side. You're frozen, no thoughts run through your head, your eyes are just staring at Sams body hanging from a noose.

Dean takes his blade out and cuts the rope while yelling at you, "Do something!"

Your body reacts to Deans cries and you rush to Sam.

"Dean move out of the way and call an ambulance," you scream out.

You lay Sam down, back flush with the floor and start pressing on his chest. "1 2 3 4 --- 12, come on Sam, 13 14 15." You tilt his head, punch his nose and breathe in. " 1 2 3" you repeat pressing hard into his chest, your hands are numb, but you cant let him die.

Its Deans turn to be fazed. His gaze is on his brother and tears fill his eyes.

The next 10 minutes flash by like a terrible nightmare. You can only remember the paramedics busting through the door with paddles.

After five tries you remember hearing Dean scream out through all the tears, "Sammy don't leave me like this, not like this.. Sam god dammit.. Sammy!"

You were on the floor crying your heart out when They wheeled Sam out into the ambulance.

His heart barely holding on.