Lindsey's expression crumbled in on itself and he nodded. He knew it was either that or something similarly drastic. If Dean ever got his soul back, this would be over permanently.

"You would never forgive me, I know that. Hell, I can barely..." He stopped himself. "You don't. Want to kill me," he clarified. He sat up and looked down at Dean with a loving smile. "I'm going to make sure it remains that way."