Dean followed her just a little bit behind, watching as she slid into the passenger side of the Impala. He scooted into the driver's side and started the car, backing out and onto the road. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as he drove, flipping on the heater once it'd had a chance to warm up. He wasn't sure he deserved to be happy right now, especially with everything he'd done and everything that was going on but at the moment, he wasn't going to worry about that. He wasn't in Hell anymore and he figured even the angels couldn't really begrudge him time took to appreciate that. Okay...so Uriel probably could.