That scene was so rough. It was really real, and really raw -- simply being shot cold like that, not dragged into a hell pit or devoured by invisible hell hounds.
And Dean had to watch Sam die, which was extra horrific. (Although I would have felt the same way if it had been Sam watching Dean. Either of them watching the other gunned down is WRONG.)
Just the sneak peek of that scene made me cry. Boys, boys, boys, boys, boys.
JA's voice and the expression on his face did me in. He is so, so good.
Ayup.
And now that I think of it?
Dean? Fridged.
Sam? Fridged.
Just? Above the fold and resurrected.
For each other, you mean?
And what do you mean, above the fold? (I know what "above the fold" means in newspaperspeak, but I'm not getting how you're using it.)
Yeah, for each other. I mean, they were killed to torment each other and drive angst and (questionable) decisions. And, of course, to upset us.
By above the fold I just meant they were never going to stay dead. But they were killed to angst up each other.
Most excellent post-Dark Side of the Moon fic "Dig Two Graves" [link]
OR THE GUYS WHO KILLED SAM AND DEAN. I HOPE THEY SUFFERED MASSIVE LOSSES.
Sam spent several hours having his anger freely indulged by the utterly ruthless second-most-powerful incarnate being in the Supernatural universe. I suspect things Did Not Turn Out Well for Roy and Walt.
There's a not small part of me that really really enjoys that scenario.