Dean & Klaus
"Yeah, she was really cool for hiring me," he said. Most people wouldn't. He'd never actually expected to be able to find a job that would accommodate his special form of weakness, but Sara had been wonderful about it.
That was one reason he was determined to do a good job, and be an employee she could count on, even if he was high or drunk a lot of the time.
He looked at Dean for a moment, and not for the first time, he felt a shiver go through him. Dean was alive, there was no doubt about that. He wasn't one of the Spirits of the dead that haunted Klaus whenever he let himself approach sober. But...he hadn't always been. He had the shadow of death around him.
"When did you die?" He asked, abruptly. He was sure he was right, he just had to confirm it.