he was gone. your dean- gone. you watched the hellhounds tear him apart from the arms of his brother, sam. it destroyed you. when you buried him, you couldn’t console yourself, it was awful, bobby tried, sam tried but nothing could hold you together like dean.

four months past, sam went away, bobby went home but you couldn’t leave the town where you buried dean. you had an apartment, with a view of the lake and didn’t go anywhere very often. you took deans necklace and kept it around your neck.

what you didn’t know, dean was resurrected, crawled out of the grave and found bobby and sam. now you’re sitting at home, waiting for a pizza you ordered when you hear a knock.

“it’s about damn time- how long does it take to deliver a damn pizza?” i slam open the door and immediately stop in my steps, when i see sam and bobby and... “no-“