[And these are questions Sam really doesn't want to answer. But he's awake and maybe talking will keep him on the right side of awareness for awhile rather than drifting off into the dark again.] Nobody knows where Chuck is. Haven't heard from him since.. since the day I said yes.

[This time he flinches, looking down at his hands.] How much do you know? About what happened after I fell? [He'd really rather not have to rehash this, but Dean deserves the truth, no matter how ugly it might be.]

We didn't know, at first, what it was going to do to me. When we found out.. it was too late. And you, you had other people. People you kept closer than me. People you trusted.