I know you're angry with me. I'd be angry with me too. I should have looked for Dean; I should have at least tried. When I was leaving SucroCorp, all I could think about was finding him and getting Kevin and Meg and Cas back… until I remembered last time. The last time Dean disappeared, I went crazy, got addicted to demon blood, and let some crazy Hell bitch trick me into starting the apocalypse, which we just got finished dealing with the fallout from. And that was when I knew where to look! I didn't want to know how far off the reservation I'd go this time, so I just drove…

And then I hit a dog in Texas.

AN: I tried making this a legit fic a million times but couldn't get it right, so I just had Sam sit down and explain himself right to you!