"I would like to try sleeping." I said to Dean. His eyes lids seemed to be getting heavier. Bit by bit his eyes closed more. He was as exhausted as I was, yet he was actually able to sleep unlike me.
"I thought you said you couldn't." He whispered.
"I can try to get as close as possible to the state of sleep."
"Okay well, you know where your room is." He said. I frowned upon hearing him say that.
"I don't like the room." I was lying. I had no emotions towards a room. A room was a room. Dean's room however, was more than a room. It was a piece of heaven on earth. That's what it felt like.
"Um, well... I guess you can sleep here."
"Thank you." I whispered. Dean was fast asleep when I looked over at him. His computer was set on the table next to him and he was laying comfortably under his covers. I decided to follow suit and crawl under the blankets. I faced inwards, as was Dean. I looked at his perfectly symmetrical face. Everything about it was beautiful. Both his hands were under his head. I placed my hands under my head like Dean. I spent the entire night looking at Dean. It was better than sleep.
I left his room before he could wake up and sat myself in front of the tv again. Sam woke up first. He came in yawning and had hair sticking up all over. He didn't notice me and made coffee.
"Hello, Sam."
Sam jumped a little bit when I spoke.
"Dude! You scared me. Don't do that."
"My apologies. So... You've never done a hunt before?"
"Yeah. How did you know?"
"Dean and I met about two months ago. He told me all about your guys' situation. Lucifer told me that your father is an amazing hunter. Winchester spells trouble for demons, apparently. The spelling is metaphorical though."
He chuckled a bit. "Yeah. I realize it's metaphorical."
Sam made breakfast and when the house started to smell like bacon, Dean woke up.
"Yum, bacon." He said letting out a yawn. "Did you sleep last night Cas?" He looked at me smiling.
"I came as close as I could to sleep, and it all seemed like a dream." I said back.
"Okay..."
After Sam and Dean had eaten, we all gathered around the kitchen table.
"If we are going on a hunt, then you all need to listen to me. Usually I hear about a case through strange deaths in news."
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FanfictionDean had been taking care of Sam for years. Even after he quit high school, he still stayed so that Sam could finish it. He got a job at a repair shop and no longer relied on his Uncle Bobby or his dad. He supported him and Sam on his own. One day...
