oh. dude. you made dean immortal, because his soul is good. (but not sam? what kind of bargain is that? or the grain of sand that the nebula took out of sam's chest, was that his soul too? and his just didn't get transplanted like dean's did?) i really like anna and dave, and i love that good and evil have these really normal boring names and look like normal boring people, and i love that dean looks into the face of pure good and tells it to fuck off. the demon possessing leslie is creepy as fuck, as it should be, and i love how sam learns to use his power under stress - imagine a net, a rope giving way... - and i love that dean understands his brother even without being able to see inside his head - knows Sam on an intuitive level that no one else has ever quite matched - and that they still use the telepathy outside the house, and the brotherly banter is lovely, and the little details before they get to the house - dean burning john's letter, chainsmoking just to give himself something to do, his leg jittering in the car while they wait, and yeah but you were thinking louder than a pack of girls at the mall and Sam says oh and shuts up. and he hasn’t tried to cut himself off completely. He’s afraid he won’t be able to get back in, won’t be able to feel it if something happens, i love that, and sam still checking every morning to make sure dean's still breathing, and the way he couldn't shoot a little girl until the demon inside her was about to break his brother's neck, and the thought of dean dead pushed him far enough to kill. all they have is each other, and they're each the most important thing in the other's world.

and the end, the boys get to go home and go back to work, and nine years later dean shows up to introduce leslie to the world of demonhunting. fabulous. :>

one did good and one did evil and so they both get to live. i think that's the most interesting way to do it, and interesting that dean, who so often does the illegal thing, gets to be good, and sam's the one who shoots a human and is thus labeled evil.

(oh, and? "Two sets of eyes and one set of stars turn to glare at Dean" - i love that. i love how... nebulous the nebula is, how it speaks in italics without capital letters and seems kind of alien and distant but not entirely uninterested. curious about a transplanted soul and everything.)