It was interesting, the gut reaction. It used to be just Sam that he thought he had to protect. Then it was Ben. Then Lisa and Ben. Now, apparently, it was Jo. It was like being kicked, hearing her say that. Knowing she was in pain.
"Hey," Dean said. It was a lot less gruff than he'd been moments before. "Remember we had that talk about how you don't get to die more than once?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. He planted a kiss on her cheek.
... and Cas vanished. Dean looked up, glaring at the spot where the angel had been standing. "Cas, I swear to God, the next time I see you we're having a fucking talk."