You’re not a grunt, Dean, you’re a genius.You’re the best damn hunter I have ever seen, better than me. Better than dad. I believe in you, Dean.
Close my eyes for a while. And force from the world a patient smile.
This is the stuff that’s important: the army man that Sam crammed in the ashtray - it’s still stuck there. The Legos that Dean shoved into the vents - to this day, heat comes on and they can hear ‘em rattle. These are the things that make the car theirs - really theirs. Even when Dean rebuilt her from the ground up, he made sure all these little things stayed, ‘cause it’s the blemishes that make her beautiful.