Salty sea air blew in his face. He watched her at the water's edge, sun glinting in her hair like the diamond topped waves. She looked over and smiled. He smiled back, happy. He looked down at his feet in the sand and saw his shirt, soaked with blood. His blood. He felt a sudden jolt, looked up and she was gone, the sky now dark and threatening. Another jolt and the peaceful scene disappeared, replaced with the chaotic noise of an ED room. He struggled, wanting to go back.

"DEAN!!"

Sam.

He stopped struggling.

He would live, for Sam.