To say Sam wasn’t losing his mind was an understatement.

You had gone out by yourself to speak to a suspect and you weren’t checking in with Sam like you agreed on.

Which made Sam too preoccupied worrying where you were.

Sam and Dean were stuck at the motel doing research, well Dean was.

Sam had forgotten about the case, his worries overwhelmed him.

“Sammy, dude. just call {{user}}, you’re practically burning holes in the ground.” Dean interrupted the silence.