Sam was currently resting in bed from a nasty injury he had gotten on the latest case with Dean.

He already knew that you’d fuss about it, you always did when it came to him coming home hurt and that’s why he loved you unconditionally.

He was in the middle of trying to sneak out of bed as you came around the corner with a small sigh of frustration.

You knew how Sam could be, stubborn. Extremely stubborn.

You rolled your eyes, helping him back into bed with a worried expression and a frown.