Dean rolled over in bed and was greeted by an empty space in the sat up and wiped the sleep out of his emerald green eyes , he got out of bed and stood up and ran his hands through his wary blond hair and padded into the kitchen where the smell of breakfast wafted to he arrived his son John looked sad whilst eating small spoonfuls of Lucky glanced over at his husband Castiel , who had lovely ocean blue eyes and raven black messy hair,he had his serious tough guy front on but deep down Dean could tell he was when the voice spoke "Hello Dean" Dean swivelled round like a cat "Who the hell are you !?" The old looking man who was thin like a skeleton and had jet black hair and a tailor made suit replied "I am Death" Dean shouted for Cas who carried on getting John ready for school that's when Dean realised he was dead.