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Gazing at the water below him. He couldn't help but feel tranquil. The fighting, loss, and blood for all those years, a sudden blur, and only peace was left in its wake.

An abrupt chill crept up Dean's neck. And waves of relief flowed through him. He knew instantly who it was.

"Hey, Sammy." Dean turned his head around to see the sight of a young Sam. He looks the same as the day he picked him up from Stanford. A fulfilled, and smiling Sam nodded and replied, "... Dean."

Dean made his way toward his younger brother and gave him the most meaningful hug they ever shared. For 10 minutes they stared off the bridge, with no care in the world. They didn't rush, just enjoyed the moment. They both knew that there needed to be no rush for what was coming next.

After what felt like an eternity later, their peace was interrupted by a familiar sound of wings flapping...

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