- 19

[belligerency]

[Dean looks tired, dazed and confused as he looks around his bedroom and accesses the second level, rubbing at the back of his neck where there's a crown tattoo very similar to that of his brother's -- but, of course, he doesn't realize it's there just yet]

Fuck. Just -- Christ, how long was I gone? Feels like a friggin' year.

Sammy. Both of you. You're okay, right? Damn well better be.