Sam turned to look more at her, the years fading from his eyes as he couldn't help but smile at the thought of Dean being up to his antics again in the afterlife.

200 years, Sam had been without his brother, but he was still on his mind every day. A presence like Dean in anyone's life was one that never truly left, and having someone be able to tell him something new made him feel like he was back in that time, where Dean was alive and their world was much less complicated.

"Well, I had to deal with him for sixty years before you. I can only imagine what he's done now that he doesn't have the limitations of behind human."