( He does, finally. 'Cas, what?' Sam asks as Dean steps back. His brother is here, he's real, he's safe. He can corroborate what happens with Jack which at least lets Dean breathe a little easier about what happens after. The last thing Dean remembers is not taking Sam's call. He was devastated. Broken. Collapsed, inside fate bunker.

Dean skips right past to the second question. )

We don't know. Answers are scarce. And everything we find - doesn't give us more answers. Something Chuck-level that's bringing us all here, keeping the food replenished every day. Fog keeps us all inside the borders. There are about twenty-five of us, just about. ( He notices Sam, though. ) We should get you inside.