"Oh would you stop being so fucking over dramatic," Dean rolled his eyes, starting to lose his patience. "You're getting tortured in hell, I'm really fucking sorry if this is a shock to you. Now I'm doing what I can, I'm going out on a limb for you, but I gotta tell you I don't like getting yelled at."

"No...calm down...breathe. Take these few moments of torture free living and enjoy. You're just," he laughed, though clearly annoyed, "you are really fucking lucky we're low on the kind of demon you'll become, means we gotta keep you around. You know I've done a lot for you Lindsey, and I'm not feeling a lot of gratitude right now."