Dean's POV. Wrote this last year, so whenever he says 'next year' it means 2014. Yeah, End!verse.
The last time I saw him was months ago. He had changed a lot since then, he stopped shaving, his hair was longer, and he was smiling. I think in all the years I've known him he's smiled twice. The few smiles I've seen from him have been tight, like he's worried he'll be punished for smiling at all. But this smile... This smile's different. But not new. This smile's relaxed, full of teeth and gums. This is the type of smile accompanied by twinkling eyes, though his dark blue eyes are dead. I've only seen this smile once before, years ago, but next year. The memory of a smile I saw next year sends shivers down my spine, fear creeping up on me. He's sitting there, smiling, and I flash back to scene that hasn't happened yet, hopefully won't happen. I hoped, nearly prayed, that I had stopped that maybe-future, but this smile, this smile was nearly proof that I hadn't. The glazed over look in his normally bright eyes didn't help either. He continues to smile at me as my heart grows heavier and colder. My brother's voice floats back to me, carrying Lucifer's words.
"Whatever you do, you will always end up... here. No matter what choices you make, whatever details you alter, we will always end up... Here."
