Dean struggled against the chains that bound him. His wrists were almost raw from the strain against the metal. It had been hours and he was no closer to freedom now then he was once the door shut behind the bitch that had put him here. A noise at the door made him try to turn, causing a cramp that forced a scream from his lungs.
The doorframe shattered and Sam appeared, laughing at the scene before him. "You look ridiculous."
"Shut your cakehole and get these damn handcuffs off."
"Hope she was worth it."
Dean only grinned in response.