Sam would never be able to work out what had all of a sudden changed Dean's mind about rescuing the poor little souls but something had and he was thankfully off the hook. He'd figured Dean would come round as soon as he actually saw them.
"So we'll take 'em to Bobby and he'll find good homes for them. OK, Dean?"
Dean nodded a sweet, lopsided smile on his face as he sat cross legged on his bed, the half dozen baby bunnies wriggling in his lap.
"Sure, Sammy. Just whatever ya do don't say the word casserole to Bobby!"