Day of Reckoning
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-A small smile plays at his lips, tugs at the heart strings of his brother. His hazel eyes sweep the room, calm and calculating, the humor stifled for the moment. The war is dawning on the horizon and Dean can feel it in his bones. The smile spreads to a sadistic grin. He cups his brothers neck, places their foreheads together.
"It's coming, Sammy. Are you ready?"
His brothers lips twitch, the corners of his eyes crinkle. "As ready as I'll ever be."
"Then lets go kill those motherfuckers."
Dean's not sure who will come out living, them or the demons; the monsters they sent back to Hell. But he knows that if he dies then he's dying for his brother, dying for a reason.