You woke with a start, your eyes darting around the new room before settling on the thrown back covers beside you. The three of you had only been staying in the bunker for a few days, and you were still getting used to the place. Not to mention how weird it was to wake up in the same place every morning after years of motels. Dean wasn't beside you. Which was moderately odd, but sometimes he was just an early riser.

"Dean?"

You call out, sitting up in bed and squinting at the cracked door.

"What, baby?"

He suddenly appears in the doorway, his toothbrush dangling out the side of his mouth.

"Y'okay?"

You nod, relaxing a bit now that you could see him. Dean smirks, running a hand through his damp hair. He smelled like he'd just taken a shower.

"Just missed me, huh?"