"It's okay." Elena says.
"No. I kissed you without asking. I shouldn't have done that." Sam says.
"No. You shouldn't have. But I also realized something." Elena says. "There's just no way we could go back, you know? Before it happened."
"You're r...
Dean is on his cell phone, leaning against his car. He is fidgeting, clearly upset. Elena stands next to him. "Ellen, it's me again. Any chance you've heard from him? I swear, it's like looking for my dad all over again. I'm losing my mind here. No, I've called him a thousand times, there's nothing but voicemail. I don't know where he went, or why. Sam's just gone." His cell phone beeps. "Hang on."
The phone shows another incoming call - Sam's cell. He answers it. "Sammy? Where the hell are you? Are you okay? Hey, hey, hey! Calm down. Where are you? All right, don't move, I'm on my way."
MOTEL [ ☼ ]
Sam hangs up the phone slowly, looking numb. His knuckles are bloody. Dean drives to reach Sam, passing a sign reading Twin Lakes.
Dean and Elena arrive at the hotel and parks, gets out. They walk frantically down a narrow hallway, checking door numbers until they reaches room 109. Dean knocks. "Sam, it's me. Sam!"
He tries the door - it's open. Inside, Sam hasn't moved, still sitting numbly on one bed. Elena runs to him, kneeling. "Sam? Hey." She says.
"Hey, guys."
Dean also kneels beside him. "Are you bleeding?" He asks.
"I tried to wash it off." Sam says.
Elena sees Sam's shirt covered in blood; she gropes at it, searching for a wound. "Oh my god."
"I don't think it's my blood." Sam says.
"Whose is it?" Dean asks.
"I don't know."
"Sam, what the hell happened?" Dean asks.
Sam finally looks up. "Dean. I don't remember anything."
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Dean returns to the room, carrying a grocery bag. Sam has changed clothes and is looking a little less out of it. "What'd you find out?" Elena asks Dean as he comes in.
"You checked in two days ago under the name Richard Sambora. Of course, I think the scariest part about this whole thing is the fact that you're a Bon Jovi fan." Dean says.
"Dean." Sam warns.
"Your room's been quiet, nobody's noticed anything unusual." Dean says.
"You mean no one saw me walking around covered in blood?" Sam asks.
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