I used to be afraid of clowns. I know it was stupid, my dad used to drill it into me that there were worse things than clowns. But those smiles as they stared you down, always gave me the creeps.

But this mission was different. It wasn't about watching my Dean laugh and joke with Sammy once again. It was watching dean pretend to joke, and pretend to be ok. John was gone, and with him, a little light had faded away. A bittersweet ending