It's approximately 3 and ½ minutes since Dean's soul was sent to hell and exactly 4 since Sam's followed.
Their bodies are laying side by side on a king sized bed in a cheap motel somewhere in Nevada. Smoke seems to literally roll off their bodies, as they lay frozen.
You see, the Winchester brothers are in hell, fighting to get out, fighting for each other.
Dean hadn't known about his brothers' plan, hadn't even guessed it. He'd hoped that his brother had a plan…but not this…never like this.
But there they were. Unbeknownst to their human friends or their demon allies…in hell, Fighting for each other's soul.
Sam was scared. He didn't want to deal without his brother, yet at the same time he didn't have a pray and he knew it. So he compromised with himself and the world. He'd give the whole 'fighting hell' thing a shot and if he lost at lest he was already there…with Dean.
It's approximately 1 ½ minutes later when Dean's body sucks air into it's lungs. And it's only 3 seconds after that Dean's pumping on his brother's chest, covering his lips with his own, desperately trying to give his brother his own breath.
It's exactly 30 years later when Dean accepts Sam is dead. And 30 ½ when he gets to see his brother again.
