AN: I miss when things like this still happened. I still love the show but I miss their brotherly relationship.

Dean leaned against the impala's hood, watching the sunset on the ocean. Sam appeared at his side, a coffee for each of them in his hands.

"Thanks," Dean said, taking it.

Sam nodded. "Jess loved driving out to the ocean on weekends," he said, and Dean noted that Sam could finally talk about Jess without sounding sad, just a little wistful. He could see his brother's face out of the corner of his eye, and was glad to see the smile there. Dean sipped his coffee and made a mental note to get him out to the coast more often.