"Why would I have let you get captured by those demons?" Sam asked, rolling his eyes and pulling out his laptop. "And besides, we caught them so it's not that big of a deal." Ever sense Sam had come back to life he'd just seemed off. You noticed it, and it didn't help that he wouldn't let you tell Dean about him.

"Now, onto the next case." The other weird thing was he was rushing through every case he could possibly do, even to the point of neglecting himself.

He just ignored you most days, unless he needed you for a hunt. He was always angry, he kept fussing at you over every little thing. He wasn't Sam he was more like... well just not the same. "There's some stuff in a town in Tennessee so we could hang out in that state for a week or two just knocking these out."

He glanced up at you and frowned, "Don't look at me like that. I'm fine."