Eventually, his hand started to slow and stopped entirely when Sam did reluctantly start dozing off despite every effort to not. And because Dean was there, still warm, it was easy to curl in a little more.

For right now, he was... maybe not happy, but okay. He didn't get very many 'okay' moments anymore, so he'd take them any way he could. Besides, tomorrow, it'd be back to business, back to the job and back to hunting Dad down for answers, back to thinking about Jess and how he'd let her down.