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Sam and Cas had just entered the bunker after Amara has been taken care of, not knowing Dean is alive. "Sam, if there's anything you need, I'm here for you." Cas says while walking behind Sam down the spiral staircase. "Thanks Cas, but I think I'm going to take a shower and get some rest." Shaking his head as he walks through the library heading towards his room, trying to keep the tears at bay. Cas nods his head and heads into the library behind Sam, taking a look around the room wondering what he is going to do without his best friend. The bunker doesn't feel right without Dean, it feels cold, empty.....lonely.

When approaching the door to his room, Sam grabs the knob slowly opening the door, not really wanting to go in. Because the moment he enters his own room, the realization that Dean is gone will sink in and Sam is not sure he can handle his brother being gone. However, he really needed a shower, thinking the hot water will help calm his nerves as well as a bottle (or two) of Jack Daniels from the liquor cabinet in the library. So, Sam takes a deep breath and enters his room to grab clean clothes then walks to the shower room.

Twenty minutes later, Sam comes back into the library to have a drink before going to bed. He notices Cas has sat down in one of the chairs, he's just staring at the floor but not really looking at anything. You can clearly see the pain in his eyes as he is reliving the events of the day. Sam walks over to Cas, pats him on the shoulder trying to comfort his friend, as if saying, 'I'm here for you too'. Sam then walks over to the liquor cabinet, grabs a clean glass and the Jack, fills the glass almost to the brim, and takes a seat across from Cas setting the bottle down on the table so he doesn't have to stand up for a refill.

Six glasses of Jack later, Sam is feeling tired and a little buzzed. Getting ready to stand up he hears the main door to the bunker opening, which gains Cas' attention as well. They both stand ready to fight, well Cas is ready, however, Sam is just trying not to fall over. Looking through the archway towards the stairs, listening carefully to the footsteps descending the stairs making their way further into the bunker, heading straight for the library. Sam and Cas are shocked to see who walks in.... "Dean?!" Says Sam, but is not sure if Dean is actually there or if Sam might be that drunk.

"Heya Sammy." Dean stops at the top of the archway leading into the library where his brother and his best friend are staring at him, wondering how is he alive. "But..how? We saw the sun come back to life. We thought you went through with blowing up Amara. How are you alive?" Sam asks with a very concerned and confused expression on his face. Dean sighs, rubs the back of his neck, "Amara and Chuck worked it out then they decided to take off, but not before Chuck diffused the bomb."

Relieved to see Sam and Cas is safe, Dean decides that it was time to take a break from hunting. "Look, I don't know about you, but I think it's time we take a breather, slow down and do nothing for a little bit. Maybe even read a book... Did I say that out loud?" Dean looks off to the side then shrugs. "Are we sure this is Dean?" Cas asks Sam knowing Dean doesn't really like to read unless it's his favorite nudie magazine 'Busty Asian Beauties'. Dean silently laughs, "Yeah Cas, it's me. I just thought it would be nice to relax. Sometimes reading helps me fall asleep because I find it boring." "Which is probably why I've done the research most of our lives." Sam states the obvious with a tight lipped smile. "I'm glad you're alive, but why didn't you call?"

Dean pulls his fried cell phone out of his pocket, "Being infused with that much power fried my phone. And you had my Baby so it took time to get back here." Sam finally goes over to Dean and gives him a bear hug that if he would have squeezed any tighter, ribs would've been broken. "Sammy, I can't breathe." Dean gasps for air while hugging Sam back. "Ah... Sorry. Just never thought I would see you again." Letting go and taking a step back so Cas can hug his best friend. "Hey Cas, it's good to see you." Dean tells Cas quietly but still loud enough that everyone heard. "It's good to see you too Dean." Cas didn't really want to let go but it was getting awkward.

"Ok. Enough with the chick-flick moment. Time for a shower, food and sleep for about a week." Dean gives Cas a pat on the side of his shoulder, smiles then heads for the shower room.