Shaking his head, Sam straightens. It's such a Dean argument, he has to look away, run a hand through his hair, because the simultaneous urge to smile and scream is giving him a headache.

"It doesn't work that way," he grumbles a moment later. "It doesn't stop just because you want it to. You're my brother, Dean. That means as much as you won't give up on me, I won't give up on you. So you keep throwing you life away all you want, I'll just keep trying to save it."