"Yeah. Didn't get a lot of time above ground, but I got enough."

Enough to see that the gates of Heaven and Hell weren't quite closed all the way, but they were damn close. It wasn't a perfect solution, but it was one that worked and Dean was grateful for it, because every time he felt an angel go out, every single time, there was that stomach-twisting worry of what if it's Cas.

"So you and Sam-- you fixed everything, or you're workin' on it?"