Sam let Dean pull away, frowning a little bit to himself. He was stupid. Had to be for starting this crap in the first place... not that he--regretted it. He regretted being found out and... God.

His head was spinning. His attention turned to the puppy stepping in cautiously and he just went wordlessly to pet him, picking him up. "Hurry, Dean. Get Oz some things together too. Going to need food, his leash... stuff like that."