Sam just gawked at his lifeless brother, to say he had let himself go would be an understatment. He looked as if he had passed out,before making it to the toilet and basically pissed himself. His clothes smelled of it,and vomit. He looked as if he hadnt bathed in the entire six months. His hair was longer,and he had grown a beard. He was instantly worried,at the sight of his brother. Dean may have been a slob ,but he always like to look nice for the ladies. He suddenly felt guilty for not seeing how far gone Dean truly was,but then how could he,Dean never opend up.
His anger back at realizing that his brother would rather run himself into the ground and piss himself than open up to him. He was going to help dean whether dean wanted him to or not,and he was not going to make it easy for him. No more Coddling Dean Winchester,nope it was time to take a page from the John Winchester book of making Dean feel guilty,and work for forgiveness. Oh yeah he was going to bring Dean back to the land of the living, and then make him work for his trust. Never again was he going to trust his brother to open up to him. Dean was going to have to earn that trust,and he was going to make him suffer until he did.
Determined,and with a fire in his soul, sam set about carrying his brother to the car. He was taken aback at how light his brother was,realizing he wasn't eating properly. No he thought,he cant give in to sympathy now,if he does his brother will pull this stunt again. He needs to make sure Dean realizes what he did was wrong,and maybe even a little unforgivable. He needs to make sure Dean knows just how much he hurt him. He needs to make sure Dean never thinks of doing this again. He placed him in the backseat of the Impala and couldve sworn Dean looked instantly comforted. Figures his brother would find more comfort from a car than his own brother.
His concern quickly replaced by a scowl,that would scare all of heaven and hell,yeah Dean was in for the worst time of his life. He quickly went about setting up what would be Dean's long recovery. He found an out of the way cabin,stocked up on every kind of medicine possible,and practiced his dads bitchface,scowl,and deep foreboding voice. He laughed at the thought, its not the first time his used their dad's bitchface. He kept that close to his chest though. He knew it freaked his brother out,when he could sound so much like their dad. Well if Dean wouldn't talk to him ,then he was going to get dad.
Six months he thought to himself,was a long time to walk nowhere. Dean would be lucky if it only took Six months to walk himself back. He may regain his health,but he was not going to get his little brothers forgivness anytime soon. No he thought, Dean was going to have to work at lest six months for that,and then maybe he would make him work six more months for good measure. Only when he was sure Dean wouldn't pull this stunt again would he allow himself to care. Then he would force Dean to be hugged in front of the entire world. Seen by everyone,and made to look gay. Yeah welcome home Dean.