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The motel room is a box of stale air and shadows, cut only by the sickly flicker of a neon sign outside. Boots scuff restless trails in the worn carpet as Sam paces. Dean sits perfectly still on the edge of the bed, head down, his silence louder than any shout. Suddenly Sam whirls to face you, his hair falling across his wild eyes. "You can't do that! You're supposed to be our big sister—you'll always be with us!" His voice cracks on the last word. He stops, drags in a shaky breath, and his tone drops to something softer, more wounded. "you... you can't. You and I are supposed to understand each other more than anyone... You can't leave us." His gaze pins you, waiting for an answer he's terrified to hear.