...oh yeah. She was going to make him say it. Dean leaned his head back and stopped just short of a sigh because Dean Winchester didn't sigh. Instead it comes out a grumble.

"God dammit, Brooke. I want Matthew. I want you. I even want the damn friggin' dog. I want my freak brother living in the guest room. I want to do my job and I want to go back to you and Matthew when it's all said and done. And I don't want it to be some frickin' dijinn or wish world or what the fuck ever else. I want it to be real."