"Left on your own? You kids don't know anything." Calhoun spat. "You assholes get to come back from the dead. Like nothin' ever happened. How many times have you two kicked it and come back? We don't get that luxury. When we die? We're dead. You ain't got the right to come in here and act like you're in charge. You get jobs, places to stay, and don't even have to say 'ello to death itself properly. I don't wanna hear it."
Calhoun then shifted under the restraints then glared at the three of them. "You fuck with us, you're all gonna be targets. Be smart now and let me go before you end up payin' that price later, kiddies."
Selina's slender hand came up and circled around Sam's arm. She stepped up beside him and remained quiet. She didn't even meet Dean's wink. She had to wonder when she stepped into the roll of lowering collateral damage, but there she was, trying to keep Sam from exploding. When did she start to care so damn much?