Dean had barely had time to imagine another life, but he thought if he had, it have been like this. With Angua and Roger, all his friends, all his family, and Sam most of all. It was so close to perfect and still so far away that his heart squeezed painfully in his chest.

He took Roger's hand, letting him pull him slowly up. "Do you think it'd have been different? If I'd stuck around, would he be here?" He thought he knew what Roger would say, but Dean had to ask.