"That's wonderful news. Thank you. Take care." Sam flipped his cell phone shut and tossed it onto the surface of the table before walking over to grab the handles of his duffel bag, handing it to Ella, who was packing up the Impala. "Dean, that was the hospital. That girl that we got out of the warehouse, she's been stabilized, they expect her to make a full recovery." He smiled a bit, but his smile faded as he saw Dean's face. He furrowed his brows and handed Ella the last of their baggage, asking her to wait out in the Impala while he talked to Dean. He gave her a quick kiss before going over to the bed beside the one where Dean sat and sat down across from him. "What about you, Dean? Are you okay?"
"Yeah I just…" Dean sighed, shaking his head. He chuckled humorlessly. "I wanted to stay, Sam, I really did."
"But you got yourself out," Sam said with a nod. "Most people wouldn't have had the strength."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," He said quietly, looking down at the ground. He stood from the bed. "So, ready to leave?"
Sam offered him a tiny smile, "Yeah. While you were gone Ella and I were looking up small, out of the way places to… well… to have our wedding." He lowered his eyes, looking a little embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck. "We're going to Sulphur, Oklahoma. It's a quiet place, out of the way, there's a small country church we can go to. Castiel is going to poof Bobby there for us…."
Dean raised his eyebrows a little bit. "Wow… listen Sammy, I know I haven't exactly been supportive you when it comes to you and Ella wanting to get hitched and all. I guess what I'm trying to say is… I'm happy for you," He said with a little smile, though it seemed more of a smile of sadness than happiness.
Sam watched him a moment, frowning a little. "Dean… I'm sorry. This is kind of… insensitive, isn't it?" He said quietly. "Look if you… if you don't want… I mean… I…"
"No, it's alright, Sam," He shook his head. "You and Ella are happy. And besides, how many times am I gonna get the chance to see my little brother get married?"
Sam smiled. He felt terrible knowing that Dean was alone and he was getting married; it was almost like rubbing it in his face. Even so, he could not help but feel happy. He was finally getting a slice of normalcy. "Thanks Dean… you have no idea what this means to me…"
"Yeah, yeah, let's get going," Dean said, shoving his brother lightly as he rolled his eyes.