Maybe it was okay, them needing each other. They could keep each other steady here, find some way to make sense out of things after a year of running and fighting for their lives. "'m serious." A fist in his shirt, Dean pulls him close again.

"Sammy, he.. he doesn't need me as much anymore." And Dean, well. He needs to be needed. To know that someone is counting on him. He could be that for Benny.

They could be that for each other. "But god help me I need this. Need you."