I'm back. I ran into Castiel and he brought me to the Men of Letters' bunker. The years haven't been easy. For any of us. Anyway...
Dean's holed up in his room marathoning scary movies. Sammy's doing research about God knows what. And everyone else...
Yeah, I've missed a lot being away. But it was also kind of therapeutic, leaving the boys and hunting solo. Sammy was about the same age I was when he chose to leave.
The difference is he went off to college and was living a normal life. I couldn't dream of doing that. Once a hunter, always a hunter.