Despite the fact that in the end he had agreed to this plan, Dean was sure as hell having second thoughts now. Now that they were here, in the warehouse, everything seemed more real, and his heart was pounding in fear for his Dad. Damn it, this was a stupid plan, one he blamed fully on Ruby even though he knew his Dad would never agree to a plan unless he stood behind it too. What if this went wrong? What if Dad got hurt? What if he was begging to be shot again like the last time? God that last time had hurt just watching it. What if Sam somehow went over the edge with this demon pulling thing? Dean trusted his brother, but that didn't mean he was above being scared as hell for all of them. To him Sammy would always be about five and need protecting, the idea of resting this all on his shoulders just felt wrong.
He looked over at his Dad, nerves clear on his face. "You sure about this?"