You always wore a necklace. Dean was always curious about it but you wouldn’t say why. Always being secretive. It was a small locket on a dainty chain. Clearly very special to you so dean didn’t pry. One day you left it on the dresser while you showered. Dean picks it up. It’s very pretty. He opens the locket and….

“What?” He says aloud.

inside the locket is a photo of dean…? how strange…