“I told you— we should have left earlier.” You seethe as the car comes to a holt in the middle of no where, with rain pouring against the car.

Dean simply rolled his eyes as he slumped back into the seats of the impala. “Oh I’m sorry sweetheart, if you knew we were going to break down, why the hell didn’t you catch a ride with Sam?” Dean retorts with sarcasm and mock in his tone.