No Longer Will Darkness Prevail

"Your Crazy"

A few different thoughts went through my mind from that one sentence.

I'm pretty sure the number one thought that I have didn't happen.

Dean wasn't exactly like that.

"What?" I asked as if I didn't hear him.

"Do you remember what happened last night?" He asked slower.

Sam was still passed out on the other bed.

"Not exactly," I said slowly.

"What do you remember?" He asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

I shrugged slightly.

"I woke up sometime and you were being a bed hog," I said with a small grin.

The corner of his lips turned up.

"Ok, then sometime after that, I woke up from you thrashing around and mumbling in your sleep," He said standing up.

He stretched and I watched his muscles move from it.

I didn't remember any of that.

"Do you know what I was mumbling?" I asked.

He shook his head and pulled a T-shirt over his head.

"I could only make out one thing," He said.

"Which was?" I asked impatiently.

"Jason," He said quietly.

I sighed and looked away from Dean.

"I tried waking you up, but it didn't work out very well," Dean continued.

I looked up at him.

He was standing outside the bathroom.

"That doesn't surprise me," I said quietly.

Dean gave me a questioning look, but didn't ask.

Good, I thought mentally.

Somethings you need to keep secret and somethings you don't need to know unless necessary.

This was kind of both, but mainly the second one.

"I did, however, get you to calm down," Dean's voice broke me out of my reverie.

That explained why I woke up in his arms.

"So was it just a nightmare?" Dean asked a few moments later.

"Something like that," I said hesitantly.

He didn't say anything, just stared at me.

"I'm going to take a shower," He finally said.

I nodded.

He went in the bathroom and shut the door.

A minute later I heard the water turn on.

I got up slowly, my head still killing me.

I wondered if they had anything, but I doubted it.

I also wanted to change into clothes that actually fit me, and that weren't way too oversized.

I looked over at Sam who happened to be staring at me.

"Morning sleepy head," I said smiling.

He sat up and said nothing.

A few more seconds and still silence.

"What?" I asked.

"I've been thinking," Sam started.