“Had to lay the ground rules. Jo’s lucky she can say it.”

He should be proud.

He’s tired, and /really/ doesn’t want to be up at 8 in the morning.

“This must be payback for all the times I dragged Dean out of bed at five in the morning.”

He’s going back to sleep.

“Wipe that smirk off your face. She’s family.” He’s sticking to that story.

Mood:

He’s tired.

He’s had it for the night.

“No one panic, everyone’s favorite Winchester brother is back!”

“It’s true isn’t it?”

He totally misses his brother, but he /refuses/ to admit it.

It’s bedtime for him.

He’s gotten no sleep, therefore he’s cranky.

Because he’s been busy, very busy.

Where’s he been? That’s for him to know, and you all to find out.

“If you are /not/ my brother, you don’t get to call me Sammy.”

“So that’s it, you just automatically claim me?” Despite his sarcastic tone, he had a smirk of amusement.

Sam raised a brow, choosing to ignore the last comment. “Are you sure /you/ don’t need the collar, Dean? Out of the two of us, you’re the only one that knows what it’s like to be a dog.”