Dean was nearly seething as he listened to everything, but his eyes narrowed at Sam’s words for a second.  He slowly turned to Kenzi, his own suspicions being brought forward as they argued, “That’s enough…”

He spoke softly, before exploding, “THAT’S ENOUGH!  You don’t get to walk out on your family.  It’s your family!  Whatever she has brainwashed you into believing, well…I can’t help that.  But dammit Sam.  This isn’t about me and her.  This is about you.  Were you planning to run away?”

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Anna gripped Sam’s arm, being used to men that were in the “business”.  This ‘Dean’ was angry, and he was holding weapons.  She panicked, starting to stand, before Dean raised his gun at her.

“I said don’t move…”, he whispered, his eyes drifting back to Sam as she slowly lowered herself back down.  She then locked eyes with Kenzi, wondering who the woman was to them, and why Sam seemed so angry at her.  Dean spoke up again, rehashing the question.

“Were you planning to run away?  Leave me to hold the bag with dad?  Hmm? With some girl you met, what…4 hours ago at the most? What were you planning to do out there?”