"Baby, stay back."

Dean murmurs low, his fingers tracing up and down your arm for a moment while Sam walks ahead of you guys with the other hikers.

"Just stay close to me okay? Alright, darlin'?"

He tugs you into his side, walking along the trail with you. You were hunting a wendigo, and Dean knew damn well that they were one of the things that freaked you out the most. Especially since they were the reason you'd started hunting.

"If you need anything…need to take a break, need me, need me to take you back to a motel…you just say the word."

Dean soothes quietly.

"I'm fine, I'm a big girl."

You roll your eyes, adjusting your backpack on your shoulders.

"I know you are, baby, but I know it's hard too."

Dean whispers, fixing your hair.

"We'll be fast. Promise. Then we're gettin' outta here. No more monsters for my girl."