Sam Winchester

Dean: anda know, Sam, we are allowed to have fun once in a while. That's fun.
Andrea: Must be hard with your sense of direction. Never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.
Sam: “Kids are the best”? anda don't even like kids.
Dean: I Cinta kids.
Sam: Name three children that anda even know.(Dean thinks and Sam begins to walk away. Dean scratches his head)
Dean: I'm thinking!
Dean: So crayons is lebih your thing? That's cool. Chicks dig artists. Hey, these are pretty good. anda mind if I sit and draw with anda for a while? I'm not so bad myself. anda know, I think anda can hear me, anda just...

Dean and Sam walked away from the grave.
“What I did was for Cas, too” Meg called them back. Dean turned around and headed back to her.
“You killed him” he trembled and he pointed an accusing finger at Meg. “Now you’re going to tell me anda did that for him? That’s lembu, lembu jantan crap!”
“He was begging me to stop his pain. He was so afraid of Lucifer returning to him. I had to help him” Meg appealed. She wasn’t sure why it was so important that Dean understood. She only knew it would be important to Cas.
“Cas was going to fight back and I was going to support him. anda didn’t even...

Meg opened the door and carried a basket and a bowl of water inside the room.
“What’s that?” Sam asked, with a nod at the basket. Meg didn’t answer, but walked straight to Cas. She took his chin and lifted up his head, so she could look in his eyes.
“Cas?” she berkata softly. Cas blinked slowly and difficult. Why hadn’t she been able to tell the difference? She turned her head to the brothers. “We need help. We need someone religious, like a priest”
“Okay” Sam replied. “Come on, Dean, let’s go”
But Dean stared at Cas and Meg. He didn’t want to leave them alone with...