Worried.

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A/N: I'm sorry if this chapter is short I just wanted to update. I'm trying to update as much as I can. With Volleyball until 5:30, chores, and homework every night it's just hard to find the time. I hope you like it :)

Dean's POV

Sam walks into the hotel at about 8 with a big smile plastered on his face.

"What are you smiling about?"

"Oh, nothing."

"Bullshit."

"What!"

~ See I don't know how dumb Sam thinks I am but, I know what face he makes when he lies. He frowns and than he gets these four creases on his forehead, than he says, "Im not lying you can trust me."~

"I'm not lying Dean you can trust me."

I laugh.

"See! There it is!"

"What are you laughing about."

"Nothing."

"Your lying."

"Hmm. Sammy well I guess the road runs both ways."

He frowns and sits on a stool in the "kitchen", which is really just a side of room.

"How's _____ doing?" he asks.

"I seriously don't know, I hope she gets better though."

"Seriously Dean do you.....like....want to talk."

"About?"

"I don't know, how about how you haven't eaten, how you won't leave the hotel, how you haven't slept, and how you won't let go of _____'s hand."

And it's at this time I realize that I haven't let go of _____'s hand, and how long it's been since I've slept. What? Maybe two days?

"I..... I didn't notice."

"Yeah see Dean that's my point. You obviously have no idea how you feel about ____. But, this. This isn't healthy."

"I know it's just...."

"Dean I know in what ever weird way your dealing with this it's not good for you. Tonight lets eat some dinner and you can sleep, I'll take night watch tonight. You need the rest."

"No. I don't-"

Sam cut me off, "No your sleeping tonight and that's final.

~ Sam has no right bossing me around. But, he's only worrying about my health. I'm so tired. There's not point in arguing anymore.~

"Okay."

Sam walks to the kitchen and puts 2 burgers in the microwave.

|5 minutes|

He comes back and hands me the food.

"Thanks."

He nods.

I eat my burgers and we sit in silence.

~How do I feel about _____? I don't know but, I haven't really met her.

I just saved her life. I don't know. I just don't know what to think.~

I space out for a few minutes and I hear Sam, "Dean," •snap snap• ",Dean!"

I jump, "Huh?"

"It's about nine now, you should go to bed. I've got the night shift. I promise ____ will be fine go to bed.

I stand up and try to protest but I feel my eyes getting heavier and my consciousness drifting away. And just like that I'm out cold snoring in Sam's bed.

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