Dean hugged Claire back hard, hoping more than anything that she was right. She had to be. Within two days, he had to believe that Sam was gonna get back to normal, that he'd recover from this, because he couldn't focus on how to keep other obstacles from coming up until he knew that this insanity was over. He knew Sam was strong, but he also knew that places, experiences, could change someone. Hell, somedays he felt half crazy himself.
With a soft sigh, he pulled back, because he didn't want anyone to know how much this really scared him, that the wrong people were going to find out, that Lilith would come back somehow and come back (because he still thought that bitch could do anything) that the PTB would find out and send Sam back...so many things.
"Maybe I should check on him again." he said softly. The last thing he wanted to do was see Sam like that again, but he needed a purpose, something to do that wasn't sitting in the room switching the channels on the television like this was just another night.