The conversation was still running in the back of his head.

Dean had messed up, he disobeyed an order, he had saved the victim, but disobeyed his father.

Dean could barely get out of the motel room before John could go full mean drunk. With an muttered "sorry sir" dean was excused with a "you better be. You won't disobey me again" and Dean took his jacket and fled to his Impala.

He held back tears because "why are you crying? Boys don't cry Dean"

As Dean drove he found himself parked in front of the house of the victim he saved, he had decided that it was worth it to endure his father's cruel lectures cause now the victim was safe happily laughing with their family in their home.

Dean just wished his little broken family was fixed like that too.