Hugs and puppies, Dean, hugs and puppies. They keep the world turning. One day he'd get Dean to open up more about his feelings. One day.
"Yeah, it was a bit weird." Sam took his place next to Dean, cradling his beer in his hand. "Cas seemed really out of it too. Something's not right. You don't think Purgatory scrambled what brain cells he's got left, do you?" Or maybe the problem wasn't Purgatory, but more what happened after Purgatory...
Life was so much more simple when they were hunting ghosts and wendigos...