Day 41
If I leave, you’ll never be the same. You might even die.
Fuck off.
You think Luthor survived? Don’t be a fool. No one survives being the vessel of an archangel. You’ll be brain dead the moment my grace leaves your veins.
… I’ll be fine.
You won’t be.
You need me, now.
You think you’re unkillable, Dean Winchester. You think that angels and demons and all beings of your world are beneath you – you think you’ll live forever but you’re wrong.
You’re only human.
Stop acting like heaven and hell bow to your whims with a crook of your finger –
But, don’t they?