"_______ you can't be scaring me like that! I thought you were dead! You could have died baby!" Dean shouted.

"Dean I'm sorry!"

"No _______ I mean it! Do you know what would happen if I lost you?"

You paused for a moment... "No," you whispered.

"I would go insane _______! You are that piece of me I never thought I would need. But if you left or something I would fall apart, Baby!"

"Dean," you whispered gently. "It's not like I'm trying to lose you" you gently pressed a hand to his cheek, he leaned into it and held it against his cheek as if might flit away in heart beat.

"I know,"