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Shannon thanked him and a small frown crossed his lips. He didn't want her to thank him for staying with her. He wasn't doing her a favor as much as carrying out a necessity. In this place Shannon was one of the few things he still cared about, if he wasn't doing everything he could to protect her, to be with her, he'd be buried under massive guilt. Even when he'd been upset with her for the way she'd reacted to Dean's death he had felt the worry pulling at him at the back of his mind. He should be thanking her for giving him something to fight for, otherwise he wasn't sure he wouldn't have given up more than he already had.

She pulled away and thanked him again. Sam parted his lips to say her name, but she continued, quieting him. He watched her as she looked down, color spreading across her cheeks and felt his chest constrict a little at just how pretty she looked right then.

"Yes," he heard himself whisper as he reached up to rub her cheek lightly with his thumb. Logic told him that might not be possible. She hadn't been in the future he'd been shown. Even if they did get out of this place, he didn't think that being on the road or being with a wanted fugitive was the kind of life that Shannon was asking for right at this moment. He wasn't even sure how much she new about what him and Dean did, though he imagined that Dean had told her something.

Right now though, here in this moment, it didn't really matter. What mattered was that she wanted to be with him, even after this Hell was over, and he wanted to be with her. Sam closed the distance between them and kissed her again. He pulled back and met her eyes for a moment before sliding his hands under her shirt again and pushing it upwards. It wasn't that he was trying to cheapen the moment as much as finally accept that he wanted her. That he loved her and he had for a while.

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