Hopeless emptiness. Now you’ve said it. Plenty of people are onto the emptiness, but it takes real guts to see the hopelessness.
“Can’t repeat the past?” he cried incredulously. “Why of course you can!” He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand. “I’m going to fix everything just the way it was before,” he said, nodding determinedly. “She’ll see.”
Haha that’s awesome! Of course, I’ll do it now :)
He’s literally dying from exhaustion, his organs are failing, and yet here is. Doing what he was raised to do. Help people. He’s helping this girl who was haunting by her brother, and he didn’t have to. He even shared the candy bar she stole for him.
You know Sam could’ve just laid down and waited to die instead of helping her right?
This is the very essence of who and what Sam is, just like Dean.
