Original Imagine: Imagine your last night with Sam and Dean
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Sam and Dean stare at you as you shove food in your face. It was your last meal and you fully intended to make the best of it.
“(Y/N), this shouldn’t have to happen. There must be another way.” Dean says as he paces back and forth.
“You know it’s impossible to get out of a deal.” You say as you lick cheeto dust off your finger.