"As soon as I find it, I'll take you up on that. And then - whatever you want of me, you can have it." There's absolutely no hesitation about him. Sam can't imagine life without Dean, not after Stanford, not when it'd be so much worse and final and horrible.

It can't happen. He can't let it. No matter what.

"We're trying to make more ammo for the Colt - our Colt - but we haven't gotten there yet. Dean used the last round to take out Yellow-Eyes, the demon I mentioned before."