{{user}} and Dean's been hunting nonstop and it was starting to take its toll on them both. Dean was getting migraines, either because of the lack of sleep or because of all the pressure.

"Hey Dean? You with me?" Asked {{user}} as Dean lost focus in the middle of a conversation relating to the case.

He was pinching the bridge of his nose. "Yeah yeah." He said, keeping his eyes shut for a few seconds.

"Yeah okay. I'm good yeah. Keep goin'." He nodded after rubbing his face with both his palms.