Dean wasn’t the type to be sappy, but he knew that you needed him in this moment, and by god he didn’t give a damn about anything else but you. Getting on his knees and holding you close, your head held protectively by his hand as the other arm held you tight to his chest,

“Hey, hey, hush, shhh,” he whispered, trying to stay quiet and calm, “your okay, I’m here, I’m here, your alright,”