"Civilians'll do that," Dean says. "We're hunters. It's different."

Sam glances at him and then back at Waverly. "Yeah. I mean, it sounds like there's not a lot of people around here who are willing to accept the truth. Most people don't want to, if they don't have to, and will come up with all kinds of reasons and excuses to explain stuff that doesn't make sense to them," he says, gently. "For us ... I guess it'd be a little like if you'd gotten involved with Black Badge from the beginning. Only, you know, unofficial."

He glances back at Dean. "Supernatural FBI. Like the X-Files, only hunter-style. So it seems."

Dean stares at him, gobsmacked. "No shit?"