At the mention of release, Sam felt that familiar wash of fear. Inside was safe. Outside was where the traps lay and dragons slept. Still, along with the fear and instead of the dread he was so used to, he also felt something like hope. This time, he wasn't going out there alone. And, this time, he wasn't going to brush off Ellen and Bobby and Dean... he'd actually take their help and try to build something with his life that, maybe, they could all be proud of.

He wrapped an arm around Gabe's shoulders when he settled in and nodded at Ellen, casting a sideways look at Gabe for confirmation. "Yeah, I think so..."