[ Oh, gorrammit to both of them. One of Kaylee's hands snags Castiel's sleeve, the other grabs the front of Dean's shirt, and she yanks them both right back. ]

Ain't anybody goin' anywhere, alright? Nothin's ever gonna get sorted if everybody just wanders off halfway through. [ Herself included. Damn her own words. ] Now, I'll be the first to admit, Cas has got some time on me already, and knows a lot more than I ever could 'bout home 'n past. And I didn't... [ Yeah, she's trying really hard not to start crying again here. ] I didn't back down from Simon just to play this little dance, so things need to get sorted, or so help me...

[ Don't ask her to finish that, because she really doesn't know where it's going either. ]