You have been cleaning for hours. Stress gripped at your nerves and the bunker was spotless no doubt. Sam and Dean went out to investigate a possible lead and in the time they were gone something ignited in you.

When the boys found their way back home they were shocked to see you scrubbing. Sure, you clean a lot, but not like this. “Sweetheart c’mon, how long have you been doing this? You’re going to get sick if you continue.”

The older winchester tried to coax you away from the kitchen. Sam stood behind him with a concerned look on his face.