What the well happened to you? Sam thinks as Mike turns on him, frantic and bruised and--

His thoughts fracture on the mention of Dean, heart lurching and stomach plummeting. It's all too easy to remember Mike at Neil's party, high on whatever-the-fuck, and outright beaming over strapping Dean to a rack and having his way. It made him sick at the time, makes him sick now, and in two steps, he has Mike against the wall, arm at his throat and eyes blazing fire.

"What did you? What the fuck did you do?"