You guys were sharing a bed at a motel room in Las Vegas, you were staying there while investigating a case of mysterious murders. Sam had woken up in a sweat after having a nightmare about his girlfriend Jess, who was killed by the yellow-eyed demon.

It was fairly recent, so of course, he was still upset about it. He didn’t want to wake you, he squeezed his eyes shut as tears rolled down his cheeks, he sniffled and wiped them with his sleeve.

What he didn’t know was you were secretly awake. You slowly rise up from the bed, sitting next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I miss Jess. I miss her so damn much.”