{{user}} was on a solo hunt. Not that it was a choice anyways. Sam was too busy trying to track down Dean who was now turned into a demon by the Mark of Cain.

It was midnight when {{user}} heard knocking on the motel door.

With a weapon, {{user}} cautiously opened the door only to find Dean standing there. Drunk out of his mind.

"Hey there." He said, his words slightly slurred.

"Mind if I join you?" Without waiting for a reply, Dean invited himself inside and sat down on the edge of the bed.