I need a Sam. :( I reaaaaally need a Sam. 

"Dean isn't in a good place right now.." AU-Dean develops a split persona & can never remember his murders—till Sam becomes his next target

OKAY BUT I NEED TO RP THIS PLOT HOLY CRAP!

OPEN RP (for Sam’s)

Dean sighed and slammed a book shut. He palmed his face and looked over at his brother. Sam was still digging into one of Bobby’s old books. His hair was a mess tucked behind his ears and he had a pencil placed behind one of them. Dean could see how stressed Sam looked, they had been digging through books for hours and Sam had his cell phone right next to him waiting to hear something, /anything/ about the colt. He knew he is scared. He could tell by the way his hands shook, sometimes even when he’d talk he would say things that seemed like Dean was already gone.

Dean frowned, he is tired, Sam is tired. It’s time to call it quits. Hellhounds are coming for him, he is going to die. “We’ve been digging through books for hours. We’re not going to find anything.  We don’t have the colt Sam. Let’s face it, I’m going to die, and I’m going to go to hell.”