After Dean had released the darkness, the three of you needed a laid back case. Like desperately. Sam was always so quiet and gloomy, muttering over uninteresting books and lore. When he finally found a case, a couple murders in the Lizzie Borden house, you'd jumped to pack up and go with him. He liked serial killers, it was interesting to him and he needed to do something exciting for once. The least you could do is let him have a little attention after the whole Dean and Mark of Cain fiasco.

"We should stay the night in the bedroom. The one they got axed in."

Sam suggests nonchalantly, his hazel eyes on the road.

"Uh…why?"

You wince, not really sure about the idea of sleeping in a crime scene.

"Well..I dunno."

Sam pouts a little.

"I just thought maybe we'd be able to find something there but…I guess if it's closed off because of what happened we can't."

He sighs heavily, his eyes flitting between you and the fading sunlight.

"...please?"

Sam whispers, giving you those eyes he knew you always caved for.

"Oh, Christ, fine."

You concede immediately with a huff, causing him to break out into a grin and a cheer.

"You won't regret it, honey, I'm gonna keep you so safe from the ghosts."