There was so much about this episode that was clenchingly heartbreaking. From Lucifer's slow torture of his vessel, to the broken boys, to Bobby's ability to fight his demon and not kill Dean.
But there was some light, too. Like the fangirl shout out. (Ha, I love that she was actively writing porn when Chuck called.) And Sam's smile when Bobby told him it wasn't him talking. It was so sweet and relieved and my heart clenched. A lot. (I think I could stare at that smile for hours.)
But overall, I think I'm going to cry because this season is going to fucking hurt.
Scott needs to go to bed so I can watch it again.