A/N: Hi! This is my first attempt at writing in a very long time so please bear with me, I hope it's not too bad!

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Dean watched on in awe as the angels continued to fall. It was tragic, yet beautiful. From a distance they looked like the sparks of a firework that was slowly dying away, only instead of burning into nothing, they were continuing until they crashed down to earth with backbreaking force.

After a few minutes of sitting there, leaning against the Impala, watching the scene in front of him play out, Dean remembered the reason he was on the ground; Sam was in pain. Thoughts back on track, Dean pulled Sam into the Impala before driving as fast as he could to the nearest hospital.