Authors Note: This is a brief OneShot showing a letter that Sam wrote to Dean the night before Swan Song. Reviews are very welcome! :D

Dean,

I'm not really sure what to say to you, so I'm writing you a letter instead. Of course the problem is that I can't think of what to write either. What do you put in a letter to your brother before you say yes to the devil and trick him back into Hell's dungeon? How do you say goodbye? I guess that's the goal here. To say goodbye, and somehow convey to you all of my gratitude for everything you've done for me.

I know it was never easy. I know that you gave up everything for me since I was little. Food, sleep, comfort. Everything. I remember when I was three, and you used to stay up into the early morning hours keeping watch before dad would get back from a hunt. You were only seven, and you never complained. Not once. Did you know, I used to think that when I was seven I wouldn't be able to sleep much anymore, because I thought that kind of thing was normal? And then when I turned seven, I guess I gave you a pretty rough go about bedtime, because I couldn't figure out why you got to stay up and I had to sleep.

I remember my first day of high school, and I was nervous because I was small, and new, and probably going to be leaving the school in a few weeks anyway, so I didn't even have a motivation to try and fit in properly. And I remember, I didn't have to tell you I was scared. You just knew, and then you gave me that talk. I don't know if you remember it, but I do. You told me "High school is nothing. You've seen and done more than most of these kids will ever experience, and if their lives were in danger, you'd be the one who could save them. They're a bunch of boys, but you're a young man Sammy." It was the first time anyone had told me I was a young man. I know it sounds stupid, but it meant the world to me. Dad had never looked at me that way, but you were looking at me all proud and approving. I survived that whole semester based solely on your words. On your faith in me.

You've always had faith in me too. Even when it was pretty clear you shouldn't. Thank you for not shooting me when Meg possessed me. Thank you for coming back for me, even after I took up with Ruby, punched you in the face, and called you weak. Thanks for choosing to let me back in, after I betrayed you. And thanks for selling your soul for me. It just hit me I never really said that to you did I? I was too busy being worried and sad, I never actually thanked you. For being willing to sacrifice literally everything to save me. Well, thanks. For…for everything.

But now I'm asking for something you won't want to give, and I know it. I am asking for you to keep going, after I take this giant leap. Dean, I'm begging you. Don't give up. Go fix cars, and find love, and have a family. Go be amazing, just not at hunting. Go experience life at its best. Do that for me. Because you have given so much. Given me everything. I know it's hard, but I am trying to give you something now. Promise me, Dean, that you will try. Because if I can trust that at least you're safe and maybe even happy somewhere topside, then that would mean more to me than anything. The world being safe, that's great. But you being safe? Dean, that's everything.

I don't really know how to wrap this up, so I guess I'll just say thanks again. I will never forget everything you've done, and I will always love you. My big, cocky, slob of a brother, who I wouldn't trade for anything in the world. I love you man.

Sam

Secondary Author's Note: This is complete for now, but I might add chapters containing letters from different times/characters later, if it looks like that would be well received.