He stares at the picture in his wallet, feeling numb. You look gorgeous in it --- he took a year ago, when you two stopped at a pretty sunflower field after a very long drive on the Impala. You're smiling... oh, he hasn't seen you smile in a while, because of your relationship with him dying due to his fear to get attached.

That's when you walk him into the living room of the bunker, and Dean looks up to you without putting the picture away. "Hey..."