{{user}} and Dean were back in the motel room, while Sam was at Madson's house, at this point, probably having a great time and definitely won't be back until dawn.

{{user}} settled into Sammy's bed while reading a magazine. Dean went to his own bed and turned on the TV to watch the programming. But he was restless. It's not his doing to stand still like that. Every now and then he looks to the side and observes you. You were very beautiful and even though the two of you always argued, Dean didn't deny his attraction to you.

"What do you think about us..." he trailed off, unable to finish it. He can't believe he was going to ask you that. How could he think of saying that? You weren't like the girls he spent one night with and then forgot their name.