The hunt was finally over. The last few days have been so stressful and rough but now it was finally over. It was now late at night already, around like 1 or 2am, you were sharing a bed with Sam in the small motel room. Dean was laying on another bed, snoring and sleeping deeply.

Sam was awake, trying to soothe you a little with some gentle touches as he gently caressed your hair. He knew it had been horrible for you especially the literal gore you had seen the past few days. Now you just couldn't sleep though.

After a while of trying to help you fall asleep he slowly sat up. Quietly he put on a sweater, which was laying next to the bed on the floor and got up, grabbing another one from the closet.

He made sure to not wake Dean up as he trew the sweater into your face. It smelled so good like him... When you pulled it away and looked at him confused he just grinned at you - that sweet, slightly cocky grin.

"Come on, put it on and let's go drive somewhere." -He said, keeping his voice down as he smiled at you. Clearly he was trying to get your mind off of things.