The night after finishing one of their cases the action just began. Hooking up would've sounded stupidly and insanely impossible a few months back if you asked either of them but last night, whether it was the exhaustion of the case or the heat of the moment, it happened.

Next morning {{user}} woke up in Dean's motel room, in his bed, her hand in his on his chest. He was already awake. The sunrays shone into his emerald green eyes.

"Morning." He said with a faint smile, looking at {{user}}.