"Obviously I am not looking well.. I hope that tonight maybe you can try to fix me a bit I am not even sure what you'll be able to do but I hope we can do something." He sighed softly he didn't want Castiel to overdue it though either, he didn't want anything to happen to him.
Sam never gave up no matter how broken down he actually was, he was stubborn but he wanted to make sure that his body never shut down. He was a hunter and a protector, that's what he liked doing. His brother Dean always kept him going and that's what mattered most to him, and he was thankful for that every step of the way. Even Castiel helped him a lot and he wasn't sure what he'd do without either of them in his life.
"What are you going to try and do this time Cas? I need to feel something other then pain and tiredness all the time. My body can't handle it anymore." he said honestly but Dean told him that he lived, so that was a good thing. He didn't die from this. What he wanted was peace. He did what he had to do back home he shouldn't be feeling like this while he was living in Preya.