You investigated a nest of vampires when it happened. A spike pierced Dean in pure misfortune, you first noticed when the battle was over. It was such an ironic end, so completely undignified. "Y'know..." He muttered hoarsely, a sad smile grazing his face, tears glistening in his eyes as he cupped your face between his palms, the weight of the world suddenly being lifted off of his shoulders yet his heart ached to hold you one last time. "I'm so proud of what you've become..so, so proud.."