Goner This Time

Sam cocks his gun, takes aim and fires. The vampire looming over his brother stumbles back and that momentary lapse in control gives Dean the opportunity to pull a bit of loose wire free from the rafters overhead, throw it around the vampire's neck and pull.

There's a spray of dust and then Dean looks over at Sam, breathing heavily.

"Thanks, man. I was sure I was a goner this time"

Sam nods. He'd been sure of it, too, not that he was going to admit it. Instead, he let his lips curl into a small smile. "Any time. That's what brothers are for, right?"