God, that SUCKED.

Teeny-Tiny Dreamworks-Style Chick-Flick Pussy-Boy Saccharine Hell Overload Aftermath. As Raoul and I struggle to emerge from the diabetic comas that last sequence hurled us into, Zombie Sam and El Deano toddle over to the corpse of the human host that had been inhabited by The Ceiling Demon during this season. "Well, check that off the to-do list," Dean shakily smirks. Zombie Sam, agape with the barely believing and such, breathes, "You did it!" "I didn't do it alone," The Winchester Clan's Pathetic Self-Loathing Self-Destructive Sacrificial Lamb humbly bleats. They ruminate on Daddy Shut Up's current unknowable disposition for a moment before allowing their minds to be blown by what they've just accomplished. "Our whole lives," Zombie Sam whispers, "everything has been prepping for this, and now? All I want are BRAAAAAAINS." Or maybe he simply can't think of anything appropriate to say. Bloodied and filthy El Deano can think of something to say, but as that something's so dreadfully stupid, we'll be skipping past it to...

...join Our Intrepid Heroes as they trudge back to the Impala. Okay, fine. What Dean actually did was lean down in close to the corpse of the human host The Ceiling Demon had been inhabiting this entire season and growl, "That was for our mom, you son of a bitch!" while more of that "Uplifting" Dreamworks-Style Behold The Wonderment Of Childhood Fulfilled CRAP played in the background, and now don't you wish I'd kept my mouth shut? Innway, back at the Impala, Zombie Sam's finally figured out why he suddenly craves braaaaaaains and confronts Dean about the whole messy revenant situation. Dean's forced to admit Sam did indeed die in the mud on Cold Oak's only drag, and that Dean traded his immortal soul plus all remaining years of his life save one to get Sam zombified. Or, you know, "back." There follows what in fact does amount to a touching little scene between the two of them over the fact of Dean's sacrifice, but I've become so soured on this entire evening's presentation that I'll leave it without comment. Long story short, Zombie Sam explains that, just as Dean's always thought it his job to protect Sam, so Zombie Sam has always believed it his job to protect Dean, and so Zombie Sam vows to do whatever he has to in order to extract his big brother from his current hellhound-related predicament. Until he needs to eat Dean's brain, of course.