"What are the odds of him coming out of this with his mind intact?"
She frowned.
"Dean wants to see him. Could we work something out for him to come in here?"
She knew that Zee was tired. She could see it. And she knew that at any minute, Zee and John could need to attend to Sam without any distractions. But she also understood Dean's need to see his brother and actually personally see that he was still breathing.