[She starts to talk, but the elevator dings. She leads him out into the hallway with a frown and lets herself into Dean's apartment.]
Come on, this is where Dean's staying.
[Mary steers him to the couch, sits him down, and looks at him, trying valiantly not to cry. One hand goes to his cheek, the other clasping his hand on his knee, eyes searching his intently.]
Sam. I want you to understand that I made every decision that brought that demon into that nursery. You were just a baby. I made that bed and I am so sorry that you were forced to lie in it.
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[She starts to talk, but the elevator dings. She leads him out into the hallway with a frown and lets herself into Dean's apartment.]
Come on, this is where Dean's staying.
[Mary steers him to the couch, sits him down, and looks at him, trying valiantly not to cry. One hand goes to his cheek, the other clasping his hand on his knee, eyes searching his intently.]
Sam. I want you to understand that I made every decision that brought that demon into that nursery. You were just a baby. I made that bed and I am so sorry that you were forced to lie in it.