"If you don't," says Dean, eyes watering as the darkness twists his head against Mike's fingers, tries to make them pull, "Don't let anybody do anything crazy. No more deals."
Another push, but Dean holds it back, feels the trickle of something wet and warm from his nose. "No more fucking death."
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Date: 2013-04-16 04:10 am (UTC)Another push, but Dean holds it back, feels the trickle of something wet and warm from his nose. "No more fucking death."