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Dean's POV

His brother was crazy, I mean Dingo ate my baby crazy. This morning he had taken a shotgun and beat the radio in the room into pieces just because he said he didn't like "Heat of the moment." Dean wasn't going to play that song in his car ever again, just in case Sam tried to kill his radio.

But that hadn't even been the end to the craziness. Sam had insisted they stay in the motel room, had insisted that he was the only one who got to leave and that any time when he wasn't in the room Dean was to stay perfectly still. When Sam had come back instead of giving him 4 full burritos he took a plastic knife and cut each one in half. When Dean asked him why all Sam said was it for his protection. That wasn't the last thing though, Sam had insisted they have the half burritos things again for lunch and dinner by that time he was getting tired of burritos especially sharing the room with Sam. The whole day he had been unable to leave, one time he had tried, all he wanted was some air and Sam had tackled him! After he had tackled him something felt off and then he had some trouble breathing. He had heard his brother say.

"No...not again." he didn't hear much after that all he could think about was how his crazy brother had tackled him and how it was getting harder and harder to breath, crazy insane brother was his last thought.