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Summary: Dean thinks things are looking better than they have in a long time. Post Lucifer Rising. Drabble.
A/N: I think this may be the shortest thing I've ever written in my life.
"The Silver Lining to Your Apocalypse"
Here's the thing: Lucifer's rising and all, and the angels, man, they are probably seriously pissed, and the whole apocalypse, well, that's pretty fucking nigh . . . but . . . it kind of matters less now, or something? He's got Sam here, and yeah, Sam kind of screwed the pooch, but he's alive, and that bitch Ruby is dead, and anything else that comes, well, they'll face it together, and isn't that pretty much the way they were meant to die?
