Arms full of bottled water and energy bars, Dean pushed open the door to the panic room. Once inside, he paused, waiting until Bobby closed the door and locked it.
Yawning, he walked over to where Sam sat slumped on the floor in the corner of the darkened room. With a sigh, he slid down the wall, sitting cross-legged next to his brother.
"Okay, kiddo. It's just you and me." He shoved a bottle of water into Sam's hands. "I'm not leavin'."
Sam didn't move for a long minute. Then he slowly twisted the cap off and started to drink.
