So, i got this idea from the movie Charlie St Cloud
"It's okay, Dean. I'd give anything for you to see me, what I've become. But no one ever gets to see what I could have become" Sam says softly as he walks around in circles, his feet kicking at the damp leave on the ground.
"Sorry I had to break our deal, Sammy" Dean croaks, his throat tightening. He rubs his palms against his jeans as he tries to get his thoughts to a more happier place.
"T'was time. It's beyond anything we could have ever imagined, Dean" Sam steps closer to Dean, a smile playing at his lips.
"I hurt as bad as the day you died, Baby boy" Dean chokes, his eyes frantically searching the empty woods, looking for Sam, looking for a sign.
"You hurt… because you're alive-" Sam reaches a hand out, his fingers hovering over the material of Deans jacket.
"You'll always be my baby boy, always be my brother" Dean can feel the hairs on his neck stand on end. "S-Sammy?" he says pathetically.
"Promise? Everyday? Come rain or shine, come Hell or high water?" Sams eyes dart up to Deans face, studying him.
Dean can feel words force their way into his mind before he's gulps. "I promise" he whispers before tears begin to streak his cheeks.