The door slammed shut behind them.

"We had a brother."

"Yeah. And now we don't."

"But …"

"I'm goin out."

"Okay, I'll come too."

"No."

"Dean."

"I don't want to talk about it… him."

"Okay, we won't."

"I don't want you to come with me Sam."

"Dean.."

Dean looked up. Sam's solid, familiar frame almost blocked the light coming from the bathroom. For a moment he thought he saw his new youngest brother. For a moment he thought he saw his other self… the one that might have been. Both were illusions.

Sam wasn't.

"Sammy."

"Yeah?"

"Changed my mind. C'mon."