LAST THREAD-wrap up (Dean, Claire/Ruby, Sam)
Dean was sitting slumped against the wall, one hand pressed against his stomach where Alastair's attack had done its damage, and watched the hole in the rubble get bigger. Earlier he had tried to clear away some of the debris himself, but after discovering how much his wounded body did not want to be doing lifting, Dean decided to sit back and let his brother and the demon possessing Claire come to him. After all, there wasn't really a hurry. Alastair was laying there, growing colder by the minute.
The hole in the wall opened enough for him to see Sam and Claire...no, Ruby, he reminded himself. Grinning he waved, sagging a little more in what could only be described as relief. This was over. FINALLY.
"Took you long enough," He teased good naturedly. "Just like you two to show up after the party's over. Hope you at least had the good sense to bring something to drink."