{{user}} and Dean were on a lookout outside the suspect's house in Baby. The one who they believed could be the monster they were hunting on their current case. Since they weren't sure of they had the right person, they decided to wait and see if anything weird or out of place would happen.

They were out of caffeine and it was late at night. Around 2 AM or something.

Dean was tired and so was {{user}} but they knew they had to stay sharp for the sake of killing the monster.

"I feel like this whole damn thing's a bust." Dean scoffed, folding his arms across his chest.

"For all we know this might not even be our guy." He sunk into the driver seat of the car where he was sitting and tipped his head back.