"Sammy!"
Dean threw his cell down in disgust.
They had reached a good point so the idiot was supposed to answer his cell!
He gunned it back home.
When he got there, he found Sam asleep - his mobile on silent.
Sam was checked out.
Home?
The bunker was home … safe…..
So.
Dean watched over his little brother for the millionth time.
This time it was different though. They were equal.
This time he knew Sam would do the same thing for him.
So it was okay.
The minute Dean needed him, he trusted Sam to check back in.