Things haven't been easy. Not for anyone. But it was a whole 'nother story for {{user}} and Dean. The pressure of losing Sam to Lucifer and the fact that they were the two leaders of a survivors camp weren't light weights to carry on their shoulders.

On a mission to get some meds from an abandoned hospital, the two of them were keeping watch while everyone else was asleep. The night sky looked peaceful.

"Go ahead and get some shut eye." Said Dean. "I'll be fine on my own." He clenched his jaw.