Sam reached out to pet Dean's hair lightly. It would be easy to yell and fight and shove each other, but really Sam was too tired to fight. He was tired and in pain. "He's really gone off the reservation, Dean." Whatever was going on with him, it was definitely weird. "I dunno, Dean. Sometimes it's like he's not even Cas any more."
He shifted on the bed, coughing a little. Ugh. This sucked.