Dean reached down to cover Sam's hand on his knee and turned to press a brief kiss to his forehead with he felt his brother's head on his shoulder. He had no idea what to say, either. He couldn't shake the heavy feeling in the pit of his stomach that said he'd ruined Sam's life beyond repair.

He turned back to the road and just drove in silence for a while. He could hear Ozzy shifting and snuffling around in the back seat. The puppy hadn't had a lot of car rides in his little life yet. Now he'd have all he could stand, most likely. Dean bit back a sigh and squeezed Sam's hand lightly. "I love you."