The phone call from Sam was all you needed to be out the door and on your way to rufus’s cabin.

Dean was back from purgatory.

A year had gone by since he disappeared. And now he was back. Your best friend. So when you clambered out of your car, your heart practically stopped as you spotted Dean on the front porch.

“Dean—“ your voice breaks as you halt in your tracks, and he immediately turns to face you, before taking slow steps down the porch towards you.