HOLA! I'm actually loving Season 6, but I kind of hate how Sam-again-is being painted as the bad brother. So I wanted to redeem him a bit in exactly 100 words.
Please let me know what you think! :)
Not Out of Mind
Dean sat up straight in bed, still ablaze with anger. Sam dragged him through drama before, but he'd never felt this betrayed, this irate.
He paced and ranted in his head. Succumbing to a flash of pure anger, Dean drove his fist through the drywall.
Something fell. Ignoring bloody, sheared knuckles, he nudged it with his foot, squinting.
Hexbag.
Dean stared at it, gears turning.
He systematically searched the house, lifting carpets, checking outlets, garden beds. He found enough sigils, wards and rosaries to repel Lucifer himself, which was probably the point.
Dean's anger dissipated into tender warmth. "Thanks, Sammy."