Sam stared at the jacket before he moved over, seeing her nearly drop the jacket and shuddered. He wondered what had gone through her as she held the jacket. Did she feel Dean in hell? Did Slayers do that? Were they able to?
He gripped the jacket, "No, not a free gift. It was ... Dean's. I forgot it was up here. Bobby had the blood cleaned off." He had a feeling saying that made things go from bad to worse. God he sucked at talking to women. Dean was always so smooth but him ...
"I'll," He started for the door. "I'll be next door if you need anything."