"Coulda been. If it is, I'm not looking forward to it," Dean says somewhat dully. "The end of the world isn't exactly my idea of a good time."

He's quiet for a moment while Kaylee continues on, and he's finishing off his beer before answering, trooping back to the cooler to grab another cold one. "Big bad war pretty much hits the nail on the head. Apocalypse. Luficer-rising-up-and-taking-over-Earth-bad."

Dean walks back over to Kaylee, and settles next to her, leaning against her slightly, if she'll let him.

"I'm hoping I can stop it. I have to."