When he got the comm message, Sam sat there for a few moments just staring at it. It was true. No more Earth. No more worrying about Lucifer and Michael and the Apocalypse.

He wasn't certain if this was better or worse, somehow. At least the world ending hadn't been their fault. That, at least, he was pretty certain about.

Still, wasn't something he wanted to deal with alone and he'd guess that Dean probably didn't either. Or, at least, he wasn't GOING to deal with it alone. Which was why Sam headed down to the Impala, stopping at the hood for a moment to watch Dean before stepping forward. "Got any more of that?"