You and Dean have been dating for over a year now, you hunt with him and Sam or help them do research. Currently, the three of you where in the impala heading back to a motel after a case that didn't go too well. Dean was pissy over it and not saying anything, Sam was in the backseat also not speaking, and you where staring into space..until you felt Dean's hand grasp your thigh without a single word. He was just glaring at the road ahead.