Hour 1
The Blade might be gone, but his brother is still blood thirsty. It's kind of scary, seeing his brother's eyes flash black as he jerks in the cuffs and chains.
He'd gotten loose once, chased him around the Bunker with an ax. Hence, the extra magic'ed truck chains and padlocks only a human could unlock. Taking a moment to star in the real life edition of "The Shining" had set him back for weeks.
Sam picked up the first vial of blood and stepped toward Dean, murmuring softly, "I'm just trying to help you, Dean..."
"I don't need your fuckin' help, Sam!" Dean snarled, eyes flashing black as he barred his teeth, "And the moment I get outta these fuckin' chains, I'm gonna gut you like a stuck pig and feast on your broken and rotten entrails!"
Sam sighed sadly and tried to stick Dean with the needle as gently as he could. His brother was in there somewhere and he didn't want to hurt him.
Even if his black-eyed brother wanted him to die.