Sam's hug is weak, and for once that's not just him being a douche and making fun of him. It worries him, a lot, but he needs to stifle that for now and just appreciate that he's here. He remembers what Sam was saying back there; actually, Dean doesn't think he'll ever forget when Sam looked him dead in the eye and asked him So? like his death wouldn't completely devastate Dean. Like it hasn't already. Dean says shit; he gets angry, he snaps, he knows that. He's just like dad in that way, he guesses, because underneath he still cares, harder than he could ever really show.

Right, right. It's been months for him since Sam said that, and Sam's just now stumbling out of that church, it looks like, or maybe this was back when they were looking for Metatron; it's hard to tell. Sam's been looking like shit for a while.

"Yeah, almost two. This place pulls people in and, I dunno. I guess it sends them back to live their lives a little more and then brings them back. First time I showed up here was after we finished up that Prometheus case. Then eventually I went back and... What's the last thing you remember from home, Sam?"