"I never would," he said. "Right? I'm always..." He paused, and when he spoke again his voice was far away. "Yeah. Let go of me, Sam. You're all there is."

Oh, man. It is far too early in the morning for my heart to be breaking. XD
Lovely job as usual. The idea of the spirits all around us all the time is so creepy - I really like it. And Dean, breaking apart and so stoic while Sam can't handle it...fantastic. Cna't wait for the next part!