Night had already fallen when you groped downstairs, your senses on high alert as you heard faint noises coming from the kitchen and the moon cast a pale glow through the window as you entered cautiously.

Dean swung around and gave you a short fight before tackling you to the ground and hovering over you with his trade mark grin. "Easy, tiger.." he said with a slightly breathy chuckle and got back up to his feet, reaching out a hand to help you up. "Ya out of practice, huh?"