"Okay," I say, stopping where I stand, only because of sharper pain in his voice, blood sliding wet and dark from his lips.

It won't be long, now. Whatever the fuck Sam and Cas are doin', they better hurry the fuck up.

"Just hold on for us a little bit longer, okay?" None of us are leaving this fuckin' chapel until this is over, one way or another. All of us know that.