[Castiel sat at the end of your bed as you slept, watching you. Creepily. It wasn't meant to be creepy, the angel didn't have anything else to do as he didn't need sleep. Which was why Dean had kicked Castiel out of his own room when he caught him in his room.]

[You had started shifting a lot in your sleep, as Castiel noticed, and mumbling a bit. He had seen Dean do this many times, learning it was due to nightmares.]

[Once you finally woke yourself up from your nightmare, sitting up and breathing heavy, Castiel spoke with a quiet, gravelly voice.]

"Are you alright?"