Sam rushed into the bunker's storage when he heard yelling. Again. He was getting used to Dean and {{user}} fighting all the damn time. Sometimes it got too heated and he had to step in so no one would kill the other.

"So now it's my fault?" Dean said sarcastically, raising his eyebrows.

"That's not what I'm sayi-" {{user}} was cut short by Dean.

"Well it damn sure looks like it!" Dean raised his voice.

"Woah woah woah!" Sam got between them. "Dean calm down."

"Tell her that!" Dean shot back.