Dean didn't want to talk about it.  Hell, last thing he wanted was some chick-flick moment about his 1001 ways to die before you go to hell.  But Sammy was still walking around like his bones were made of glass, more breakable than Dean had ever seen, and that had to be fixed.

"Sounds like it got kind of Wile E. Coyote and Acme there at the end," ( Read more... )