I don't care who you gave your word to, you're shitting out every detail you know. [ he has to know. living in the dark has really never sat well with dean. ]

Apparently I get mixed up in Cain's crap. Something about a Mark and the First Blade. Ganking Abaddon, going on a power trip, taking on-- some douche named Metatron and kicking it 'cause I'm all about flying solo at that point. [ he hasn't lived through any of it, but he refuses to think Sam might be leaving out things at this point in the game. ]

And then... I come back. But batting for your black-eyed team.