Happy Birthday Jess!
It hurt Sam to know he could go a whole day or two without thinking about Jess.
But not today.
When he was at Stanford, today he would've been wondering where Dean was, what he was doing, and trying to ignore the pain in his chest and the urge to pick up the phone.
Now, as Dean lay across from him, he thought of Jess and of all the birthdays she'd never have. He thought of how she'd helped him become so much of who he was. He missed how she could make him almost believe that life was about laughter and cookies and body shots and arguments over which Smurf you really were. That the things to be scared of in the night were part of another world.
Jess and Dean. The two parts of his life - lightness and dark. Getting him through it with their love.
Happy Birthday Jess. Happy Birthday Dean.