"Sam do me a favor if I die before you do salt and burn my bones."
Dean looked over at Sam who hadn't said a word.
"Come on I know I wouldn't want to end up stuck in a loop like Molly."
"Okay I'll do it as long as you keep the promise you made to me."
It took Dean a minute to figure out what Sam was talking about.
"Come on Sammy that didn't count you were drunk."
"Yes it does."
By Barbara Desmond
