"We did stop the Apocalypse, that has to count for something, right? And we saved the world from becoming Leviathan lunch. We do make a difference. We save people. It just seems that it comes at the cost of the lives of those around us." Maybe that was why they clung to each other so hard.
Sam forced himself from the chair to slide his gun under his pillow. "Who knows, maybe one day our spell of bad luck might change..."