Sam meets his brother's eyes. They're both floundering here, no idea how to fully breach the subject. How do you tell your father figure that you're sleeping with your brother? There's definitely no easy way.

So Sam bites the bullet.

"It's turned sexual," he says. He holds his brother's gaze, too scared to look at Bobby. He's ready to be kicked out. Ready to be told he never gets to see Bobby again. Even ready for him to kick the crap out of the both of them. But Dean is right here beside him, and that makes everything okay.