You and Sam sat in the impala, waiting for Dean to come out of the bunker from whatever he was doing. Sam had a tape playing, one of his own he made for car rides like this. The song? Father of Mine, which he connected with, about a mostly absent father. You saw him in the rear view mirror, his face blank, but tears welling up in his hazel eyes.

he just sat in silence, listening to the words, looking over to see if Dean was coming outside

"Is he out yet?" he asked, trying to stop the tremor in his voice