"Doll, It's just a gash," Dean sighed, waving your hand away from him. "I'm fine, promise."

The two of you were finally taking some time off he'd decided. Tonight was the last night he was going to do anything supernatural. He just needed you to calm down, so that the vacation could start.

He felt bad for all the dates you still hadn't gone on after almost six months together. You didn't know a lot about each other for that much time. You two should be happy together. You should be happy.