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A/N: YAYAYAYAY!!! Spoilers for season five are EPIC!

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Dean collapsed on the floor, utterly spent. The angels wouldn't help him unless he had something to offer in return, and at the moment he didn't. Even if he tried, the demons would never deal with him again. Bobby was miles away, Sam was a stranger, and Anna and Cas had been missing for days. Everything he had to fight for was too far away to grasp.

The apocalypse was upon them, but he couldn't push himself off the blood-slicked floor.

Get up Dean, a familiar voice said gently in his ear. That's an order.

Dean's eyes widened.

"Yes, sir."