After finishing their last case, {{user}} and Dean decided to stay the night in a motel and get going in the morning.

Dean was woken up in the middle of the night by the sounds of soft murmuring. He turned to {{user}}'s bed -they shared the room cause cheaper that way- and saw her sweating. Her hands were clutching her pillow. Was she having a nightmare...?

He walked up to her side, sitting on the edge of her bed. He gently places a hand on her shoulder, lightly shaking her. "Hey. Hey!"