T&S Headcanon: It's June 26th 2015 and you're Dean Winchester. The grass is greener than it was yesterday, and your limbs just feel... lighter, they do. You adjust yourself comfortably and press a hand to the stone; it's warm from the sun. You think he's smiling. "Today was somethin' real special, Cas," you say. "We could have finally..." The wind steals your words, but you find yourself grinning upwards. "Oh, whatever. I'm sure that wherever you are, we did."